Last week, as I was beating the pants off the daughter in a game of Hands and Feet, I peered out the back door, and this is what I saw.
yelled politely called to the boy to bring me my camera.
He went and got it, and
begged politely asked if he could take the pictures. “No, I wanna take the picture.” “You sure can take the pictures”, I told him.
So, out he went. Snapping away.
He did a wonderful job.
Then he calls out, “Mom, you just gotta see the rest of this sunset.” At this point, I am smokin’ her in this game, and I could care less about the sunset. I said, “I can see it just fine from where I am sitting.”
“No, mom, you just gotta come see this.”
So, I got up and went out.
Only to find my son right there, (right there where that arrow is). Right there! My heart stopped for a second. Could that be any more dangerous? So he is 17 ½, he could still fall, he could break his neck, he could snap his arm into 45 pieces, he could flatten his nose, and get a coconut shell in his eye, (I tossed coconut shells off the deck the other week, interestingly, they are still there) or he could just wobble a bit and give me a mini-stroke, which is exactly what he did.
When I finally turned around to make sure I didn’t see his demise if he should, in fact fall, I saw this…
He was right. It was to good to miss.
What do your kids do/have done that cause/d you to stroke out?