God Grants Prayers

For the last couple of weeks, Trey has wanted a football.  I'm not quite sure what happened to his old football.  Maybe the same guerilla squirrels that interrupted my internet stole it.  Maybe the scorpians have it just outside the fence and are trying to entice Trey to come outside where they exact revenge for their comrade in arms that went on log flume ride known as the toilet.

Or maybe it's just tucked away somewhere "safe" and we'll find it when we move.

In any case, he has started wanting a new one.  Maybe because it's football season.  We haven't watched any games yet but he might just have the natural instinct to know that it's football season.  He really likes sports and might just have a gut feeling about it.

Last week, my wife called her mom for a visit and Trey talked to grandma.  He told her that he wanted a football.  It's really been on his mind and being the smart kid that he is, he knows to ask grandma.  In most cases, that a more sure bet than asking god.  In this case, maybe god was getting a bit jealous or something.

There was a company picnic on Thursday.  I was doing security for the event and Tia and Trey came down.  I went early and had dinner with them.  After dinner, I went over to one of the gates and chatted with other managers.  All managers had to work the event.  Tia and Trey went to check out the activities.  They had big blow up slides and stuff.

I was standing there visiting when I heard a ball thump on the ground.  I turned and looked and this black, orange, and white football was bouncing over a bunch of people who were all unable to catch it.  It bounced again and came down toward my feet.  I did a little soccer/hackey sack kick and bounced it up into my hand. 

I looked around to see who had lost their ball.  No one was coming for it and no one seemed concerned that I had it.  Finally someone told me that it was a prize that had been thrown from the stage and who ever caught it got to keep it.  Well, how cool.

When Trey came back to see me, I gave him the football.

"Where'd you get that?" Tia asked.

"It quite literally fell from the sky."

Trey loves it.  Loves it.  He has been taking it everywhere.  He has been playing catch with anyone that will play catch with him.  He's got a pretty good arm too.  We take the football in the car and to the store.  He even takes it to bed with him.

So, if there's anything that you need, let me know and I'll pass it on to Trey.  Maybe he'll put in a good word for you the next time he talks to god.