We heard it. The distinct sounds of someone breaking into the house. Our ears perked. Our hearts started to race with adrenaline. “Fight or flight?” We gave each other the look, “Fight. Defend.” I slowly put my laptop down and crept down the hallway with my loyal dog beside me. We followed the sounds through the den, then the kitchen, until we turned towards the laundry room. Then WHAM! SMACK! CRASH! It all happened at once. The large and hairy intruder was trying to climb out the window, except the window was locked shut.
“We are eating popcorn!” Rory yells to me from across the street.
“It is kettle corn!” Hazel enthusiastically adds as they mirror each other’s handfuls to their own mouths.
His soft cheeks were puffed with air while his eyes were squinting behind fogged plastic. The plastic strap was digging into his red hair as he kicked farther down, reaching for the rubber toy dancing on the pool’s bottom depths. Ryder came up triumphantly with the rubber torpedo in hand. A broad smile stretched across his sunscreen-slathered face. Summer time, a time of exploring the wonders of God’s creation – the dangers, the beauties, the constant challenges that equally compel us to keep trying and exhaust us.
Sometimes life requires a change of scenery. One doesn’t have to travel far (’cause Lord knows traveling too far can get ugly with kids and takes a certain mental preparedness…or moment of insanity). My favorite and most energized mother in law, a.k.a. “Grandma”, had the fun idea of heading over the bridges and through the tunnels to Hampton. A mere thirty minutes away. She packed us PBJs and grapes while I packed kids and all that goes with four critters between the ages of 0-6 (cousin Savannah was with us too! yay!) to Bluebird Gap Farm.
“I’m Spidermonkey and I will help you battle those creatures Heatblast!”
“That’s great Spidermonkey. Because together we are going to save the Universe from harm!…Oh and I want cheese sticks after we play in the sprinkler..”
“Me too! How about we send in Stinkfly to finish the job and then we can have crackers too.”
“Great idea Ryder – I mean Spidermonkey.” says cousin Savannah.