I acquired half a dozen stress balls from work today; or at least from the marketing department. It was all for a good cause, namely to distract my seven year old daughter whilst I settled down to the serious task of vegetating on the sofa.
"Are they juggling balls?" she asked.
"They're stress balls" I half heartedly explained, "If you find yourself getting annoyed then you give the ball a squeeze".
"Really?" Upon which she put on her best 'angry face', squeezed the ball and sighed "They're really good!"
Twenty minutes, and several stress balls flying across the room, later… "LAUREN!" I exclaim, "Calm down!"
To which she picks up a couple of the balls, walks over to me and says.
"Here you are Daddy", and handing me a ball; "You look like you're getting annoyed…"
Then she adds…
"In fact you'd better have two."