My Quivers Full - Back From Michigan

Jun. 12, 2007 - Back From Michigan

Well, we went on a short trip back home to Michigan to celebrate two of our nephews graduating from high school. Big Man and Little Monkey were great, seldom complaining during the long car rides or when they couldn't play with their cousins because the girls are still in school. The big problem was Peanut, who was in rare form. He did better than usual during the car ride up to Michigan, but once we got to Grandma & Grandpa's house he proceeded to scream . . . and scream . . . and scream.

On Friday, we took all three kids to the local museum. Peanut was so naughty, screaming and pushing away from me when I picked him up (because he was screaming and being terribly disobedient) I seriously thought the museum workers were going to question if he was supposed to be with me. It was very obvious that they were keeping their eyes on me. Thankfully, it's a free museum, so we didn't loose any money when I forcebly removed him from the premises. He was much better when we went to the nearby park, but by then I was totally spent.

At an Open House for one of our nephews, Peanut was crouched next to a small pond splashing in the water. He had just been told "no", and he was back to doing it again. I walked 10 feet away to put down my plate of food before going back to pull Peanut away from the water. Of course, you know what happened next. SPLASH!! (insert flailing arms and legs here) Now, the pond is only deep enough to come up to his knees, and he was in no danger of drowning . . . although I was thinking that it might not be so bad to have him unconcious for a while. This of couse caused a ruckus of epic proportions, with Peanut's great uncle flinging himself into the corner of the pond to scoop little Peanut out within a second of the splash. All of Great Uncle W's dress clothes were soaked, Peanut was screaming, Grandma D. was horribly embarrased, and I had to claim responsibility for this little ~~demon~~ angel. Here's the best part: that morning and early afternoon we had been at Lake Michigan. Guess who refused to get near the water. That's right, ~~the demon~~ Peanut. My beloved husband was across the yard doing the exact same thing I would have done in his situation: smile and act like I had never seen that kid before in my life.

I'll just end our little Michigan adventure there. Oh, there are other things that went on during those few days, but I'm trying to erase as much of it from my memory as possible.

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