The Big DumpTruck

Cute conversation with Junior today:

Him: I’ll kiss you on the cheek so you won’t get sick. If you get sick you’ll have to go see the doctor.

Me: I actually have to go to the Doctor’s Friday to get my stitches out. He’ll use scissors to cut the threads.

Him: Big scissors or little scissors?

Me: Oh, little ones. I think he might hurt me if he used big ones.

Him: And then you’d need more stitches.

It must be spring, and it must be raining; my driveway has approximately 300 worms on it, which gave putting the rubbish out a whole extra level of excitement.

Happy Easter! Had a day where I relived part of my childhood. Every Easter my sister and I would get new butterfly nets, and after lunch my parents would take us to Crow Hill to hunt for salamanders. Well today our kids all got “bug hunting kits” and after lunch my parents took all of us to Crow Hill. We thought for SURE we wouldn’t find anything. But Dad, true to form, found a HUGE tadpole, a fish (yes, he caught it in the net and we put it in one of the containers for about a minute (they held water), and a salamander!

The boys, only 4, were more interested in throwing rocks into the water, and junior fell and got a great scratch from a stick near his eye (yikes), but my sister and I were suitably impressed that dad can still gather creatures on demand.

Okay, for those among you who want to see the finger picture, here it is. Remember, it’s not for everyone.

Okay, so far today I came up with a 35 and a 34 letter sentence. I’ll probably keep trying. But I want to read the book, and the author keeps throwing out the efforts of the townspeople, and I don’t want to steal their good “z” words. Here are my two:

“Wave a box of crazy milk jug quilts, Daphne”

“Quick crazy hogs milk a box of new pet doves.” Oh crap, that one is missing a J. Back to the drawing board.

Oh, and I didn’t say they’d be GOOD sentences.