Once in a blue moon

Yesterday morning, we had a good bit of rain and the pond ventured from its banks out into the pasture. When Joel got home, he showed the boys, and they wanted me to put on my boots and wade with them.


So I did. They had their boots on, and I’m not sure why,


because I knew what was going to take place. (No matter what we said)

We didn’t “wade” long, because Joel wanted us to go to Academy to get some fishing stuff, and he wanted the boys to go too. Just a bit of advice…if you are going to take two five-year-olds to town, don’t do it at night. Do it in the morning when you are fresh.

Once in Academy, Joel went one direction and the boys and I went another, and it was, “Are you sure you know where the toy isle is in this store Mammy?


What the heck is this?


I’m not going to get this unless I know what it does.”


Then we checked out the kayaks where Hudson would only consider the one with two seats, because he doesn’t like to ride by himself.


To keep them from practicing their golf swing, I suggested that we look at rubber boots,


but on the way they stopped to admire the bicycles.

We finally reached the rubber boots where the conversation went something like this:


“Look at these, let’s try them on. That’s a size eight. You can’t wear a size eight. Yes I can. No you can’t. Well, l’m going to go ahead and try it on. Oh, this doesn’t fit. You must be right, Mammy.”

By the time we got out of that store, I had decided that a trip to Academy with Heckel and Jeckel would only occur once in a blue moon. THEN, on the way home Joel said, “Do you see the moon? I heard on the radio today that it is a blue moon.” If there are two full moons in the same month, the second one is called a blue moon, and that doesn’t happen very often. So, according to what Joel heard on the radio… we’re not taking those boys back to Academy until 2015.

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