What comes to mind when you hear, "Oh my balls!"
For my son it means he has caught a glimpse of his numerous balls and he is currently on his way with arms outstretched and joy in his eyes.
For hours he will entertain himself with kicking, throwing, bouncing and rolling balls. He love every kind of ball from the ping pong ball to the huge exercise ball that is right now packed away. His daddy just bought him a Mickey Mouse bouncy ball that fills his arms and he loves it. Yesterday he actually fell asleep holding it next to him in bed.
So I know when I hear my little boy scream, "Oh my balls!"; he is the happiest boy in town.
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