Heads, shoulders, kneeballs and toes...

Natasha was in the bath last night and said, "I'm going to wash my kneeballs."

I guess they are kind of round like balls. I got to thinking how life might change if we adopted this new word.

"Heads, shoulders, kneeballs, toes, kneeballs toes." Come on sing along!

"I just knew he was going to propose...He got real quiet, fumbled around in his jacket pocket, got down on one kneeball and said those magic words..."

"Yeah, my dad has to have kneeball replacement surgery. I hope we can play a game of catch once he's recovered...maybe we can use his old kneeball."