In the photo above, you might notice Henry is gripping a full-sized PB & J. The wife packed a small cooler full of snacks meant for both of us including the aforementioned full-sized PB & J (intended for me), a smaller PB & J (intended for Henry, some juice, pop, crackers, raisins, a Slim Jim, what not... I do believe I ate the Slim Jim and Henry ate everything else. Henry almost fell down into the spear hole one time.
You might also notice his Bass Pro Shop hoodie. He thinks it is a special ice fishing garment. Anytime I offer it to him to wear he says "we goin' fishin' with uncle Jesse and Eli?"
There is something about seeing him in a hoodie and a ball cap that really makes him seem like a grown up little boy.
That's about five hours worth right there. 
Doesn't everyone have a pair of ice tongs?
Here is Violet in her new coat and hat. It seems that there is an unspoken rule that all her stuff has to be pink or purple...
Violet with some minor head trauma from a tumble into dishwasher.
Henry started his pajamas on fire in the garage the other day. I guess I will have to keep better tabs on him when he comes out in the garage to help me "fix" stuff. Henry says he is helping me fix things but he will grab tools and run around all crazy and throw screwdrivers at the wall, stuff like that. I had a little propane heater going in the garage and Henry stumbled into it and it burned a little hole in his jammies. He was wearing a robust pair of those old school potty training undies, so I think that helped. This is an especially bad deal if you are married to someone whose first job out of college happened to be to set jammies on fire at a clothing testing facility. True story... so I kinda got yelled at for that. And really, aside from Henry almost falling through a hole in the ice, setting his jam jams on fire, and Violet gashing her forehead on the dishwasher, I am a monument to parenting excellence.
Last Friday the wife and I spent the evening like most decent Americans -- drinking and discussing the latest developments in the Britney Spears situation. I proposed a game were we would think of possible Spears headlines that would surprise us. The only one I could come up with was:
Spears Gangrenous Foot Amputated; World Looks on in Horror
Nothing else seemed out of the realm of possibility.
5 comments:
Henry obviously enjoys 'boy stuff'. Just wait until he starts teaching Violet!
You didn't say how he reacted to the Garage-PJs-on-fire incident. Did you spot it first or did he say 'uh oh'?
Maybe if he has enough adventures in the next few years, he won't try to prove himself so hard when he hits the teen years.
Poor Violet, at least it didn't require a trip to the ER. Is she wary of kitchen appliances? Keep her out of the laundry room. (I remember an incident involving a cat).
Ex-babysitter
You are scaring Gramma Judester....oh, my God, Henry on fire....falling down an ice hole...be careful. That's as bad as Steve telling me after the fact that in Baghdad he got hit by an IED..."but it didn't go off."....Stuff you just don't tell ma or grandma....we go crazy worrying
Ex-babysitter, I don't think Henry even realized what was going on. He just kinda bumped into it and I grabbed him really quick and patted him down to check for damage. No flames, but a hole about the size of an orange. Crazy stuff...
Don't sweat the Ranchers. They aren't gonna scar the kid in any way other than a couple extra trips to dentist to see Mr. Whistle and Mr. Bumpy. As long as Henry doesn't choke on one while on fire slipping into a fishing hole, you are doing just fine, Pops.
That photo of the two boys outside the fishshack is just too awesome. I see highschool TransAm/muscle-T summers for those two. Watch out!
Violet has some long lashes. She is such a girl.
Well, her name is Violet so...
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