I declare! My son is waging a campaign against my sanity. I walked into the utility room to start laundry in earnest. I folded clothes for about fifteen minutes, all the while mapping out my future, along with the futures of my children, in my mind. I was a million miles away. Then I walked out into the kitchen.
I immediately knew something was up there. I sometimes startle when catching a glimpse of the frames of my own glasses in my periphery. I am prone to jumpiness, I admit it. So, I sensed something hovering above me. A Something that was not there fifteen minutes prior.
Movement.... and oh GOD, it has EYES!!!! The siren in my head went off. I physically lurched and bobbed and weaved so, I pulled something in my neck. My hands flew up over my head to fight this...thing. Then GI Joe dropped onto the table and only then, did I begin to manage to recover.
A back-pack hanging from a ceiling fan, complete with yard stick and various GI Joe's and equipment, over the kitchen table may not look like that big of a deal to you. Well, that's you. You must not be as jumpy as I am. Mental fragility. It's a bitch.
5 comments:
How did he get there? It's like Toy Story...
He climbed onto the kitchen table and it turns out, he's very tall for his age. That's against the rules, Bruce!
I was very impressed the camera phone caught the sense of movement it had. Those empty globes COULD be mistaken for eyes, don't ya think?
I'm jumpy as fuck. People come around a corner and scare me all the time.
The kid's idea is pure genius though. Wish I had come up with it first. Laugh.
Love youse.
That's nothing. Just wait 'til he's 20 or so ... your skin will crawl and you'll wish you were single and in a spaceship heading to Saturn. Hah! You have no idea what's ahead.... Ha ha ha!
At first glance I thought it was some kind of weird owl.
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