Day Twenty-nine Avengers art and funny kid story

First the story:

Quincey (who is 9) got this little crocheted(sp?) hackey-sack ball the other night, and this morning in the car on the way to school, I hear this odd schrish scrhish sound.

Me: What the heck is that noise?
Quincey: I'm playing with my sack.
Me: !!!!!!! *tries to not laugh, because yeah, I'm a pervert, but my kids shouldnt' have to suffer*

Then later, when I drop him and his brother at school, Quincey runs back to the car, yelling "I FORGOT MY SACK!"
This time, his brother starts to snicker, and is like "Dude, do you even know what that sounds like?" And I burst out laughing because THANK GOD I'm not the only one who is a twelve year old boy. Actually Harrison is 10, so in a couple of years, we'll be BFF's.

Of course, when they got home from school I had to ask:

Me: Did you play with your sack at school?
Harry: Yes he did! And his teacher took his sack away!
Me: Ouch. That must have hurt!
Quincey: It's not my fault! Riley was playing with my sack too!
Me and Harry: *die laughing*
Quincey: *slowly catches on and laughs too.*

And now art. ( work safe Steve/Tony hurt/comfort )