Fabric torn, rubber pulverized, stuffing raining down, plastic splintered....
All in record time!
Last week my friend's son gave me an old soccer ball to take home to the demolition monsters...and sure enough in 15 minutes you would be hard pressed to know it was a ball at all.
But it was the best 15 minutes of their lives...to date...until the next new toy comes home!
I
Love
Soccer!
Teehee as long as they just distroy their toys.
ReplyDeleteOuchie on the toe, and the butt. Biking does that until your arse gets used to it LOL.