Toad Breath.....

I have grown up around toads all my life. They even lived in the basement of the farm house I grew up in. I've always thought they were pretty cool creatures. I love to catch them and show the boys my latest toad find. They have peed in my hand and I've never gotten a wart. (Actually my grandmother told me you get warts from peeing in an alley - where she got that, I have no idea!)

Anyway - last summer a neighbor kid was talking about milking a toad. I had no idea what he meant. He said if you squeeze the big warts on top of the toads head, milk will come out. We managed to find one out behind the garage and much to my amazement, the kid was right! This 'milk' is actually some sort of irritant that keeps other animals from munching on toads for breakfast.

So - the other night I had found a toad was was showing the boys outside, when here comes Max. (you know, the little monster yorkie) And in the blink of an eye, the toad jumps out of my son's hand and Max chomps down on him as soon as he hit the ground!

Max was spitting and snorting the second he bit down. I guess Max learned how to milk a toad, much to his surprise and horror! It was terrible, he snuffed and foamed at the mouth and even ended up throwing up!

 I really doubt if my little toad-breath dog ever goes for a toad again.

Frog legs are good to eat, right?

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And a very profound statement my youngest son made the other day:

"Mom, I think God lives in the sky because he's afraid of what he created."

Wow - what to think about that one?!

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Sept. 2003

A Very Grown-Up Physical - my oldest son had his 5th grade physical the other day. The nurse told him to strip down to his boxers and after she left, he looked at me and said, "She's kidding, right?"

It only gets better from here!

So he's sitting in his underwear with all of his clothes on his lap. The doctor comes in and moves the clothes and my oldest son says "HEY!" and moves them back! We finally get the clothes away from him and the doctor tells him to lay back. Then he is feeling his tummy and my son is laughing hysterically saying ,"Quit tickling me!"

Then suddenly the doctor deftly slides his hand inside my son's underwear and he stiffens up and grabs the doctors hand and says HEY!~

So we had to explain to him that this is something he's going to have to get used to when he goes to the doctor.

After that was over the doctor wanted to check the curvature of his back so he had my son stand in front of him and bend over, but my son didn't want to let go of his boxers because he was afraid the doctor was going to trick him with some monkey business again!

Poor kid. I tell ya, males have it SO ROUGH.......NOT!

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Oct. 7, 2003

Got a minute? Grab a cup of coffee - sit back and listen to me babble away....

Milestones:
Well, my boys have reached another milestone. They have graduated from the small plastic hangers to the big adult ones. I guess they aren't my babies anymore. And, Hunter's shoes fit ME! They are growing up so fast.

News on the Animal Front:
For those of you that have been following my site, you know that we had lost our cat, Robbie. He was hit by a car and his balance was affected. We have all missed Robbie very much.

As fate would have it, the other night I heard a little kitty meowing in the woods. It turns out he was stuck up a tree and bears a striking resemblance to our old Robbie. So of course the whole family was out trying to get him down. A ladder was too dangerous because the tree is on a hill. So we had a long 2x4 out there, (NO, not to knock him out of the tree!) trying to coax him to climb down that. All to no avail and it was time for the boys to get to bed.

I stayed out and the kitty finally ended up 1/2 climbing, 1/2 falling out of the tree. He came to me so of course I had to bring him in and feed him. He's a half grown/half wild little thing. He's been sticking around, living in the nice kitty box we have in the garage, eating like a pig. Seems he has chosen our house to call home. And we couldn't be more excited. (But I think the mice in the garage aren't all that happy at the moment!)

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Ok - Just how old are boys before they willingly blow their nose in a kleenex instead of sucking it disgustingly back up and making me gag ????!!!!

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Robbie the 2nd!

October 12, 2003

Here's a few pictures of the new little kitty that seems to have chosen to live with us -

Here he is coming out of his little cat house in the garage. And NO, I'm not pinching him! He's getting a rub!

Stretch!

meow-meow......purrrrrrrr

Thanks for visiting - stop back anytime!!!!

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New Ventilation!

We had to remove the window screen and fit a piece of plexiglass in the window for the one way venting. A big thanks to my husband! Now all I need is a nice lazyboy and I could live in my studio!

(Notice the skull decorating my kiln - a present from the boys! I have thought about gluing beads on it or hanging some from the eye sockets - COOL~!     BTW - it's a deer skull they found in the woods a long time ago.)

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Halloween 2003

Well, the big day is over. Halloween was last night. And the boys went trick or treating with a bunch of friends. NO PARENTS ALLOWED! But isn't that what Halloween is about? Running around acting crazy at night with your friends!~