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Sunday, April 10, 2011

Like I said, Ahhhhh, Spring.

What does spring mean in my house? It means 2 boys and one wife will be covered in mud for the next 3 to 4 months. I'm not married to your typical girl. Nope, she is more comfortable wading around in creeks and sloping around in the mud that she ever will be any where else. This morning we woke to temps in the 60's and the sun shinning. Now most families would see this as a time to sit on the deck and read the paper this early in the morn, but not my wife. Her thought is, lets see if we can get muddy enough to be unrecognizable. To be honest, the only one that got really muddy was her, but we had left the camera in a safe place several hundred yards back. I did alert the clan to a new place to explore, which we had never checked out before, and that is where Marcy stepped off a log and buried her foot up to her ankle in mud, that appeared to be like soup. No need walking around in it, so off to wade in the creek to wash it off. Here is a shot of the crew, minus Mason who stayed home and minus Marcy, who is taking the shot.

Man that's a big dumpy dude in the back. Like a Bigfoot, you never get a clear shot of his face, but perhaps that is best. So you might be able to see that little container that Makiah is holding. It contains this:

Yes, that is a very large bull frog that Marcy caught, and was very proud of. Like I said, not your typical girl. It's probably one of the things I love about her, and definitely one of the boys favorite qualities of mom. Dad gets bored after stomping in the creek and pond for a hour or two, Mom can go all day. If you hear the story of the capture of this frog from Marcy, please know that she is a HUGE liar. I am not afraid of frogs, however, ones that are large enough to make me their bitch, I prefer to stay clear of. As she brought this bad boy to shore, I was doing my best to get out of her way, which appeared to her that I was running away to keep my pretty little pigtails clear of Froggy. In fact, I was trying to keep Froggy's liquid that he was flipping everywhere out of my eyes, I've heard it's poison. There was no screaming or even a whimper, but had she gotten any closer I was 100% sure that she and that frog were going back into the pond, pronto. I can only be pushed so far, then I push back. We took Froggy and 6 or 7 of his little brothers and sisters, plus two embryos, home to show the other neighborhood kids, then Froggy was released and the other frog kids went with a friend to visit a school this week, before they are sent home. Makiah saw a snake, or at least he claims he did. The disturbing part of that is, he saw it on the trail I just went down, 3 feet ahead of him. There is a lot of grass and stuff, so it's possible. Had I seen that snake, two kids and a wife are on their own to fend off the snake and get their asses home, cause I'm gone. Would I feel bad after that type of move? Nope, when it comes to snakes, you are on your own and I've made that completely clear to all of my family. No exceptions.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Frog hunting and being outside is awesome!