Me: Beaumont, where’s your ball?
Beau: You’re the one who threw it. Don’t you know?
Me: Ummm… well, the practice is… I throw. You run and fetch.
Beau: You’ve got that a little wrong Louise.
Me: How so?
Beau: Well, it should be – You throw. I run in the direction it looked like you were throwing it and fetch it.
Me: So we’re back to blaming me again are we?
Beau: No blame here Louise. It’s more holding you accountable for not throwing the ball in a straight line.
Me: Well, you know. If you didn’t run ahead before I release the ball maybe you’d see it’s not going in the direction I indicated before I threw it.
Beau: Oh. So you’re blaming me now!
Me: I threw it. You didn’t fetch it. The ball is lost. You’re to blame. End of story.
Beau: You know the blame game is self-defeating right?
Me: Seriously Beau!? Can we just play ball. Please?
Beau: Ummm…. Don’t we need a ball to do that?
Me: Isn’t that what this whole conversation’s been about?
Beau: I thought it was about your not taking responsibility for where you throw the ball.
Me: No. It was about you not keeping your eye on the ball.
Beau: Ahhh…. So, care to show me where you think it landed in all this snow?
Me: (sigh) I can’t.
Beau: Why not.
Me: (sheepishly) I wasn’t watching where I threw it.
Beau: I rest my case.
And once again, Beau manages to teach me a lesson in accountability.
Now… if he could just teach me how to throw straight!
Sigh… and in case you’re wondering. The ball was never found… maybe next spring…