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Can you say Irish Wristwatch ten times real fast?
Yeah, you did it didn't you?
Irish wristwrotch, irish rish rosh
Re he he he he, scooby rooby roooo! :D, damn it :(
No probrem raggy :D
Hugs J :)
Why is it that when you warn 39 kids not to go near the marsh, say it 20 times, tell them you really mean it, at least 25 of them will still go too close to the marsh and at least one will fall in and then whine the entire day because his foot is wet.
Also, why is that one kid that falls in always mine?
Actually, I'm kidding. Jared did great. He didn't disobey.
Now, how do you get marsh water out of your socks? I just bought them and I want to wear them again. :o
LOL!
But it was me that went too close and got sucked in. That marsh land is like quick sand, only stinkier.
Jared and the other 3 kids in my group all told me to stay back. Of course I'm saying "No, no boys, I'm okay, I'm an adult, I just want to get a closer look at that....ahhhhh....I'm sinking....HELP!!!!!"
I have to say that they all rushed to my rescue. Four 11 year olds coming to save me. Ya, I can charm men of all ages. I'm all that. :) ;)
Thankfully there are no pictures, so you'll just have to be content with the pictures in your head, which I'm sure are better then what actually happened. ;)
I did redeem myself later when I caught a frog. The kids thought I was so uber cool because I wasn't afraid of it. Then they totally freaked out (in a good way) when I picked up a spider. At the end of the trip they were all telling Jared that I have to come to every field trip, I just have to stay away from bodies of water. :rolleyes:
Spider dog, spider dog, does whatever a spider dog does. :)
So a girl at the hospital tells me today that she's absconded an instrument in my area to fix a Really Big Problem, so no touchie.
What do I do?
Immediately go over, touch the crap out of it and tell her "when a girl tells a naughty boy to not touch something... what do you think is going to happen?"
She shouldve expected as much from me.
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As for the marsh madness... I practically did the same crap as a kid. School trip to a big park with nicely designed and designated visitor areas... and then there's the muddy mess on the other side of the ropes.
Told us to stay in proper areas.
That lasted as long as it took to see chaperone eyes focused on hot dogs and buns. Outtie.
Two memories from that jail break...
The first was when four kids called me chicken.. and four is a quorum in kid circles... so I jumped. Leaped off a ledge, over the creek, to the muddy bankside below. Seemed like 20 feet... was no more than 10 high. Definitely at least an 8 foot drop.
Made it. No ankles snapped. But my newish right shoe was left behind... in the muck and the mud.
Was able to get it out, but it was a wet muddy mess. That didn't damper my day at all, but I sure made it seem like it was inconvenient for me to have a squishy shoe when me madre railed me for the dirty tenny.
Second memory? Being the lead guy in a group of kids (and the school bus driver!) walking though a huge drainage pipe (about 40 feet long) and screaming "alligator!!!!!" and hitting my head on the ceiling.
Of course, it wasn't an alligator. It was a really big rock in a dark drainage pipe. But better safe than sorry when you are the lead guy, I think.
Wow this was long... all to say kids will be kids and I'm jealous... best part of being a daddy is I get to blame the little spud for my silliness.
That's the best part of having kids.Quote:
wow this was long... all to say kids will be kids and I'm jealous... best part of being a daddy is I get to blame the little spud for my silliness.
I volunteer for most of the field trips my kids go on. Two in the last two weeks. :)
Today, one of the kids in my group said "I think we should thank Jareds mom for coming on all these field trips. She could be sitting at home, in front of the tv, eating chips, like my mom". Made me proud and sad at the same time.
Truth is, I joke about the trips, but I love it. I even love walking around with wet marshy shoes all day, because at the end of the day, I know the kids had a blast and I gave them a day to remember.
Jared gave me a huge hug, in front of his friends (which has recently become a big no no) and told me how happy he was to be my kid. Stupid tears didn't hold back, so I pretended I got a bug in my eye. I think they bought it.
Bottom line. I love those little stinkers and they're only kids for a while. Before I know it they'll be all grown up, but I'll have my memories, and so will they.
Okay, mushy moment over. Nothing to see here. I am tough! Whimper.
My boy still wants "snuggles"...
This desire is compounded by the fact he doesn't live with me.
The day that stops, and it going to be too soon, is going to be a really, really Bad Day for me... I promise to be unbearably irritated and irritable to all others... like, more than normal.
It's hard.
So far Jared is just averse to public shows of affection, he's still my cuddly boy at home. So far.
He's 11 though. It won't be long before he asks me to drop him off 3 blocks from the school because he's ashamed to be seen with me, or asks to go to the mall by himself to buy clothes. I won't only be irritable on that day, I'll be downright inconsolable. I may weep for months, maybe years. The day these two get married I'll be a wreck.
Sigh. Where did the time go? I swear I just brought that little boy home from the hospital the other day. How dare he grow up! :(
He'll always be your little boy... and just think you'll have so many things you can do even when he's older. Course you kknow that. It is sad to watch them grow up and leave home. I cried and threw myself on their empty bed as each one left for College. Still do sometimes.
I want two more years of sitting right next to me whilst watching a movie and two more years of in the crook of my arm while I read to him at night when I'm over at the house to see him...
Everything else is bonus...
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That said, we all know this is an empty threat.
He can decide tomorrow its not cool to hug me and I'm grateful for the time I had... it's the best thing I've ever done.
And that kid loves me large. This I Know.
KP, I'll always be willing to snuggle and watch TV. Just saying.
KP your posts make me misty...
Just sayin'
I'm weepy too Alty.
I wonder if KP would marry me if I were single. I'd give anything to have a man as wonderful as him.
Well that just sucks, men suck, marriage sucks, boyfriends suck, seeing people sucks, dating sucks, it all friggen sucks. Ya I'm bitter. So what?
Every day I think people can't get any stupider, and every day I'm proven wrong!
Stupider? Haha. Yea some people are just plain stupider than the last.
I can't even begin to describe the stupid people I run into.
Like the gal who called one night afraid that her water broke. I asked her the common questions like... Please tell me why you think your water broke.
Her response... My 3 year old spilled water on my lap!! :eek:
NO!! Oh no, no, no!! Are you serious? That's just stupider!
I have a friend who thinks you should start counting at zero, because that comes before one. So if you were counting your fingers, technically you would only have four, because your thumb would be zero. Yup. That's my girl!
I love peanut butter.
How the heck did she get pregnant?! Why in the world did she think that a bird pooping on her shoulder meant she was in labor? Is that some wives tale I don't know about?
Adam, crunchy or smooth?
Smooth and I am more of a peter pan kind of guy!
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