He’s happy at least!

T-Ball and June Fun

The Clown Sprinkler!

Clown Sprinkler – you wouldn’t believe Wes’ irrational fear of clowns! He hated this thing the minute he spotted it across the yard. And when the hat went up, screaming and crying and he looked terrified.

Jaxon went wakeboarding

and he LOVED it! Made a trip down the bay, I stopped thinking he’d be tired, he demanded a trip back up the bay. He also wanted me to put “other foot that way” so we did little surface 180s, a very happy camper. We may have created a monster here.

A converstation about snakes

I’d like to preface this story by saying that the person I was chatting with is deathly afraid of snakes, to the point that when one is on TV, they leave the room and cover their face. I have left their name off in hopes that they aren’t teased by snakes out there or attacked by PETA for their not so well wishes to the snake community at large.

Random-Person: hello???

me: Hey Hey Hey

Random-Person: how are you today?

me:I’m alright you?

Random-Person: Do you feel like listening to my story of the day – actually, my story of
yesterday, I just now am feeling up to sharing it

me: um, sure

Random-Person: it is extremely dramatic

me: oh jesus – you start, I’m going to go make a cappucino

Random-Person: yesterday morningish, while sitting on the deck – both of us reading the newspaper – suddenly a gust of wind blew a section of the newspaper – blew it away into my head and over the deck rail and onto the ground below – actually it was pretty well staying there on the ground so I said I would go down and try and catch it -
so I go downstairs, open the patio door and prance out there to get it – when suddenly
i come upon a snake trying to make a get away away from me-
at this point I am already moving kind of fast – and barefoot – and dancing/leaping around, trying to get away from it – screaming away – and each way I move it seems to be coming more towards me – I am really panicing out at this point and i guess not thinking, or whatever, i seemed to be running/prancing/leaping away, and threw both feet up at the same time, and now I appear to be horizontal to the ground
and everything seems to be kind of slow motion, because I am up in the air, horizontal and know that I am going to be coming down, as I look down, it appears that I will be landing exactly on this stupid snake, and I know that I will never live through that,
so I am actually trying to twist in the air to move away from it when I land – but seems to keep coming in my direction -
anyway, I do land, and not on it, but by this time I don’t know which direction it took – scared to death to get up -
eventually he does make his way to the rail of the deck to see what in the heck all the noise is about
anyway, I did live, did come back upstairs to the deck, hyperventilated for probably an hour – i am sure it added 10- years onto my life and I am now at the age and stage of an xx year old -
it was terrible – I am almost paniciing out just typing about it

me: OH MAN
that’s an awesome story
just fantastic

Random-Person: that is my story – it was a horrible event – hope to never experience it again

me: I’m glad you’re alright and didn’t hurt anything in your acrobatic maneuvers
wow

Random-Person: well, it wasn’t very awesome to me – it was unreal
I can hardly believe I didn’t hurt something – because I really did throw myself up and into it and did some twisting – so glad it all worked out

me: what happened to the snake?

Random-Person: thinking about maybe I should move- don’t want to live with snakes – now whenever I go downstairs – that is all I can think of – that maybe one has gotten into the house

me: I hate to remind you, but there was one living happily about 6′ off of your old deck in those rocks when I cleared them out

Random-Person: who knows or better yet – who cares what happened to that snake – i hope if had a heart attack of its own and crawled away and died somewhere – that would be my wish – but instead, I am sure it is just out there multimplying
me: oh man, this story was perfect for the day
just perfect. well, I am so glad that I made your day, I probably shouldn’t have even shared it with you, because now I have it all on my mind again, and I can just feel it in my typing, then again, maybe it is a combination of too much coffee this am – cause I am having a horrible time typing this out – don’t know if it is the snake or the coffee, or maybe both

me: probably that the snake is watching you type this and plotting its revenge!

More from Spring

A few fun spring pictures and a story about peeing!

So Jaxon often takes showers with either one of us because he’s a water rat and it’s a great way to get him to behave if it’s just one person home. I can’t imagine what the house would look like if I was alone with him and just went and took a shower, I don’t even want to think about it. A week or two ago he was standing in the shower and peed, this is not abnormal behavior. What was abnormal until that moment was his reaction. He noticed he was peeing and got a huge grin, then proceeded to turn in a circle hosing down the whole shower with a huge smile. The next week he would say “I pee mommy” or “I pee daddy” and then follow through by peeing on the foot of whoever was in the shower with him. Oh the what fun to be a little boy. I’d love go pee on him as revenge, but that’s not right, is it?

Easter Weekend

Jaxon and Wesley had a great easter weekend. Wesley was dressed up with a bunny outfit, not a crazy rabbit suite, but little ears and other easter themed stuff, I’ll get a picture up later. Jaxon didn’t go that route but got to meet the easter bunny, who was dancing so he danced too. There were a total of 3 easter egg or easter basket hunts for Jaxon. 1 at each grand parent’s house and one at ours. He got a lot of candy, toys, games, cards and had a good time with the searching. Some were inside, some were outside, all were fun. We now have a huge supply of matchbox cars to add to the already huge supply of match box cars. I don’t think you can ever have too many though.
Sunday we promised Jaxon a boat ride and the whole family went. Wesley slept through most of it, Jaxon got to hang out with the Tanner’s. Stan and I went riding and it was COLD, water was about 38, which hurt more than just felt cold. When one of us would fall, Nadine would stand up and point – that’s the spotters job. Jaxon would stay seated and yell “FAST” over and over until the rider was back up. They’re good at their jobs.Once we were done riding, my fingers didn’t feel cold, or feel that pins and needles sensation, they just hurt. Hurt like someone had smashed my fingers and toes wtih a hammer. It was still fantastic to get back out. Everything went really smooth minus a slight puddle because of a couple of ballast over flow hoses weren’t hooked up as fast as they should have been. It was a very succesful first time out!