Thursday, July 7, 2011

Another Boggled Day

 Wyatt and Gunnar both had check-ups this morning.  No big deal.  Except that right before we walked out the door, Kerry burst in from his office calling for help.  One of the bunnies had somehow escaped - the cage must have been left open - and we all went streaming out to corral Miss Polly.

Mission accomplished, with blood pressures and pulses somewhat elevated, off we went to the doctor.  Of course, I assured Wyatt and Gunnar that neither of them were due for any shots... but I was wrong.  Wyatt was given a choice and deferred until next year, but Gunnar manned up and took it in the arm.

Can I just say HALLELUJAH!  It is awesome to finally be at a point where the boys can submit to unpleasantries without drama.  His eyes got big and he let out an OW! but didn't squirm or resist, bless his little heart.  And we kept the family tradition of When You Get Shots You Get Ice Cream, and stopped by Dairy Queen on our way home.

And speaking of family traditions... the boys have created one that is uniquely theirs. On Independence Day, after watching The Three Amigos, they burn El Guapo's house.

 Yes, I realize it looks nothing like anything from the movie.

That is not the point.

The point is that they make something flammable, stuff it full of smoke bombs, cap rolls, etc.
shoot it with little firework tanks, and
burn it.

That is the point.
 If you don't get it, that's probably because your chromosomes match.

 Tate bought some old school firecrackers and released his inner Sid.
(You'd have to be a Toy Story fan to get that.)

Oh Tate, he had no idea why the Metamucil container he labeled and repurposed to hold his personal fireworks was so funny.

Kerry apparently made an unauthorized trip to the Indian reservation for some extra fun fireworks,
which even Gunnar was brave enough to handle.

 I think that's Wyatt.
And a wonderful Fourth was had by all the Grasshoppers, who blew things up to their hearts' content, and kept all limbs and appendages intact.

At their CAP meeting the boys were officially accepted as members, though - as mentioned - they don't have their uniforms yet.  You can see the back of Wyatt's head (yellow shirt), and Tate is on the left of him.

Lovely view, on the way home.


melanie said...

Looks like fun (except the shot stuff).
I forgot to share about our campfires Sunday night ~ we had a few unexciting (cheap) fireworks to add to the fun. Tim decided old school fire crackers could be fun when you can throw them by the handful into the fire =) ... fireworks visible in the nearby town... The cows finally moved in to take over their sleeping spot... and thus ended our evening romp with mosquitoes in the pasture. :D

leah said...

What a fun day - and BUSY! Matt and Nolan got their first exposure to pyrotechnics (just sparklers) and loved it. I think I gained a few more gray hairs!

My boys would get along with your boys very well. Matt would have the time of his life burning El Guapo's house down!

Crystal in Lynden said...

Love it! The brave one who got a shot and the burning of Guapo's! So what is CAP?

Ann said...

I am laughing out loud! Especially over the "Explosive Therapy." That's just too good!

We had doctor's appointments yesterday, too (check-ups). No shots, but pricked fingers on two of them. So much fun!

Herding Grasshoppers said...

Ah, sorry.

CAP = Civil Air Patrol. I should probably make another label :D

h west said...

Oh my goodness. I am giggling over the destruction of El Guapo's house. That sounds like a completely fabulous tradition.

Choate Family said...

I can't get over the long sleeves in the fireworks pictures! In my neck of the woods, July has always been the time for tank tops :-)

The dB family said...

Sounds like a perfect long weekend. I caught the edited container right away and nearly choked. I'm trying to keep quiet so that the little girls fall asleep quickly.