An hilarious thing happened a few weeks ago. I was in the middle of a class that I lead. Part of the routine is that,, when we're finished with an exercise or warmup or whatever, we ask the kids to help us "clean up, clean up" (I had to ask Lori to teach me that song, I'd never heard it before I started with Soccer Company). So for this particular exercise we'd used various types of equipment--little soccer balls (we use fist-sized soccer balls to teach control and for the little ones), big soccer balls, small cones, big cones. etc.). So I tell the kids "bring all the small cones and the big cones to Coach Chris, and bring me all the big soccer balls." So I pick up a red mesh bag to collect the soccer balls and then I start walking around calling out for them. You know, like you do--with kids you have to remind kids what you're asking of them, make a game of it. So there I am, wandering around a gym filled with three- to five-year olds loudly singsonging "I want big balls..." I must have said this at least 4-5 times times before I heard what was coming out of my mouth and immediately had to stifle giggles. I still laugh every time I think about it.