The Cotton Bowl

Somehow (ahem, Sally) he got ahold of some cotton balls.
So after he gave them the usual taste test, he started to throw them around the house, running after them and shouting with glee the whole time.

We thought it was kind of silly, until it dawned on me - we told him they were cotton balls.

Since, you know, if you have a ball, you have to throw it, then find it, then throw it again. Many many times.