Last night, before squirting Alex with the water nozzle connected to our hose (an annual tradition in our family that opens water-gun season, which will continue into November), George poured some lighter fluid on a section of overgrown grass in our backyard and tried to burn it with a lighter. (!) He claims he got the idea from me, since I’m always pushing for the purchase of a weed-burning torch. Unfortunately, the grand erroneous-grass-burn-off didn’t happen because, according to George, the grass was too green. I’m thinking that maybe the guardian angel sent to watch over our house by Liberty Mutual had something to do with the failure…but naturally, I can’t prove it, so it’s just a theory. Still, I’m pretty sure Liberty Mutual (and the Peoria Police and Fire departments, for that matter) would frown on this type of creativity with fire, so it’s a good thing his experiment didn’t work.
This particular incident, paired with today’s discovery that Alex really does have A LOT of socks despite what I think in the middle of January when I am unable to find any and my sort-of meltdown when I found wood chips in about half of the aforementioned socks (I HATE WOOD CHIPS! They are the bane of my existence.), makes me think that maybe the heat causes the logical/reasoning portions of our brains to malfunction. Alex just now tried to bit off his big toe, providing me with yet another piece of support for my assertion.
It’s been a big day of insanity for Alex, who learned this afternoon that yes, if you announce you have to pee but don’t move, you WILL have an accident. He also unearthed an amazing property of scissors (they’re sharp!) when he tried to use them to open some mail. I’m hoping that lesson will stick with him, especially after the fun mother-son bonding time we had as I practically sat on his arm to keep his hand still enough for me to clean and bandage his scissors-related wound. We had so much fun today; I sincerely hope tomorrow is NOT fun.
As if trying to burn grass wasn’t crazy enough, George announced that we’re having another child because Alex needs a sibling. Huh? Though I have been known to go through I-want-a-baby phases, I kind of like that I get to sleep a lot more. The fact that my largest concern about bringing another child into the world is that I won’t get enough sleep sheds enormous light on my readiness for this.
It’s hot here and people (mainly my immediate family and ME) are going insane. Good thing it’s not going to rain and/or storm to clear the air…..
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