Eating lemons with dad.
As usual, the entertainment never slows in this house. If it isn't one thing it is another. The last few days have been pretty calm despite the non-stop eating in our house. Yes....... Jason and I have turned into bottomless pits. A drastic change from a couple of weeks ago.
Then yesterday evening things spiced up around here. I was visiting with Maggie (sorry for the repeat of this one Mags) when BAM!!! Mae throws me a curve ball. I heared this "crunch, crunch, smack smack, crunch.........." It was pretty gross..... so I inspected. The sight was no better than the sound. It was some dead animal............... not just any animal, but a mystery animal. Headless.............. mostly decomposed........ many bone fragments.................. a little stinky.............. a little hair (brown)................. and a couple of teeth. YUCKY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I see a lot of really gross things around here now that Jason is into his lets see how dirty we can make the house stage (lord knows we wish we could find child proof diapers....). This was just another to put on the list. So I told Maggie that I had to clean up the mess and I would return in a minute or so......... I did just that and am still baffled as to how Mae got that creature into the house............. Another mystery that will probably never be solved.
After making dinner and playing with wild man for a while, Colin got home. It was pretty dark, but I didn't know how to use his compressor and my rear tire on my car needed to be filled. When I had went to the store earlier in the day I noticed that it was at a frightening level. So...... Jason got his sweatshirt and cap on and went out to help his dad. At first I thought, Jason will try to help Colin, make the project last twice as long and they will be laughing so hard when they come in that Jason will hopefully be tired...... Not quite right. My first indication that something was going on was when Colin came inside and said "Jason has something for you and I don't think you will be very happy about it." After dealing with Mae all I could think was dead animal........ Thank goodness that wasn't the case. You see, my rose bushes are really blooming like crazy right now. Jason appreciates their beauty and loves to go out and smell them............. but last night he wanted to do something else........ Pick them. So he walked over to my yellow rose bush and broke off the biggest bloom. It isn't a big deal, but I don't know how he pulled it off without getting poked. My bushes are the pokiest roses I have ever been around. He did it though and couldn't have been more proud of himself. When I walked outside to see what he had, the only thing I could do was take a picture.
Jason so proud of his find.
Now for another day of excitement........ bring it on.......... although Mae might not survive if she brings another dead animal in my house............
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