Heh, this reminds me of myself just this past Friday!
JV boys game. My wife, kids, and her sister and her husband are there. I'm on the sideline getting ready to hand the ball to a player for a throw-in. All of a sudden I hear, "Daddy, I can blow my whistle like you blow your whistle!" I turn around and my son (will be 4 in a week) is standing there with this little train that he has that is actually a whistle; sh*t eating grin on his face. All the players are standing there dumbfounded and the crowd busts up laughing. My brother in law retrieves my son and I look at the players and all I can think to say is, "Don't worry, he's my kid." We all get a chuckle and go on with the game.
All I could think after that was "Damn, I'm glad it wasn't during a live ball.........."
