I have talked to enough people to know that at some point in his life my son will probably try to jump off of a roof. It's been explained to me that it is a guy thing, a rite of passage, and inevitable. I consider it hard proof that there is something wacky in how guy's brains are hard wired...
This is at Libby's birthday party tonight. Taylor wanted Jake to climb onto the roof and screw some nozzles into his mister system... because Taylor doesn't have a ladder.
(We're going to bypass the glaringly obvious fact that his father-in-law is in the construction trade and probably owns every type of tool and ladder ever made, but whatever.)
Jake of course was thrilled to be allowed to climb on the roof and do manly house fixing type things. I just want it on record that it was Brian who gave permission for this, not the anxious mom who walked around to the other side of the house so she couldn't see her son dangling over the edge of the roof. I did find comfort in the fact that if he plummeted off the roof, we were in the company of competent medical professionals who would know what to do. I also just asked them to make sure he didn't end up breaking any more bones before Saturday... I did not want to have to postpone the baptism yet again.
After it was all over and Jake was once again on terra firma, he came over to me and said, "Well, I think I just earned my Risking Life and Limb patch."
Yeah, that makes me feel so much better...
3 comments:
Is there really a patch for that?? I had no idea you took a picture of him on the roof. I'm quite relieved he made it back to the ground safe and sound. Thanks for coming to the parties. I'll be planning a water day sometime soon and I'll let you know when!!!
I feel honored to have been present at said blog post and even watched Brian take this picture, knowing it would make the blog. At least he didn't jump off. That time may be coming soon, though.
I just have to say that I think your new background is quite spectacular!
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