First off, Lynn Viehl has a LBLI2009Â (Left Behind and Loving It) reminder up. If you’re interested in participating, awesome! (Jen I’m looking at you…Alpha, Beta, Gamma etc…come on. Be a champ.Â Pony Up.)
Anyway…about a month ago I was driving back from Home Depot with Kevin (that’s #2 son for those of you who forgot) and there was a squirrel in the road.Â Now daddy alwasy said don’t swerve…just brake. So that’s what I did but Mr. Squirrely didn’t swerve fast enough and got himself squished.Â *sigh*Â I felt bad.Â Kevin felt worse. Refused to even look at me but I tried to talk to him (he’s kind of sensetive).
We pull into the garage and I”m still talking but I’m starting to get a little tickled because I”m giving my son grief counseling over a deal squirel.Â “Son, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to kill him.”
“Dude…it’s okay.”Â I’m still getting tickled, then I think up the perfect line.Â “The squirrel’s with Jesus now.” And start laughing.Â “Sorry…I didn’t mean to laugh.” And I laugh some more.Â And Kevin still won’t look at me.
Just then Elvis (#1 or He who is taller than me), comes out and asks what’s wrong, and I get the giggles and say, “Your brother’s upset because I killed a squirrel and I tried to tell him– ” *snort* *face twitch* “–the squirrel’s with Jesus now.” *howling*
#1 is laughing too and Kevin says, “That’s not funny!”
#1 says, “It’s just a squirrel,” then goes around the other side of the car to talk to his brother.
I pat Kevin on the back and say, “Honey it’s all right.Â Mr. Squirrely is with Jesus now.”Â *more laughter* but now Kevin is out of the car and shoving his way past his brother to stand in the driveway with shaking shoulders because…he’s laughing.
Soooooo yesterday Kevin and I are on our way to Game Stop to exchange a game and I’m turning the corner and there’s a dead squirrel.Â I swerved, not wanting to run it over–because it’s okay to swerve if they’re already dead, see?!
And Kevin goes, “Thanks for respecting the squirrel.”
“Your welcome son.” *snort*
So, what’s new in your world?