Well, February is a short month and we're already on creative way to hurt my brother #2. At this rate, we'll hit number 10 by summer. Sunday was a gorgeous day. It was 77 and sunny. The boys played outside most of the day. When I got home from work that day, I notice that behind Jackson's ear it was all red and there were cuts and scratches and I ask him what happened. He immediately starts whining and holding his ear saying my ear-a my ear-a.
The story goes as follows, John is in the house giving Vettori a bottle and the boys are still out playing in the back yard. To say my yard is small is an understatement. It is fenced in and about the size of a postage stamp. We have a nice sized deck that is flush with the fence, except on the very end there is a gap. And because our yard is sloped a little, there is a gap at the same end between the ground and deck as well. In that area there are some large rocks underneath the deck. John hears Jackson kind of whining and yells out the window to see if everything is ok. He gets no response, but the whining stops. A couple of minutes later he hears Jackson yelling, which turns to screaming very quickly and then after a couple of seconds stops. He stops giving Vettori her bottle and gets up to go run outside when the door swings open. Dominick informs John that Jackson got his head stuck. We are still unsure if it was between the deck and the fence or between the deck and the rocks, but stuck none the less. Dominick also tells John "don't worry dad, I took care of it." He says he just pulled really hard. Luckily he didn't take his ear off. I wish I could have actually seen this all go down.
There are many things about this situation that are disturbing to me, but there are 2 big ones. First, what possessed Jackson to see if his head could fit there in the first place. Second, what criteria Dominick is using to decide if he should take care of something himself or go get an adult. I think that 'stuck head' falls under go get and adult, but that is just me. One of my favorite quotes is "you have to be tough when you're stupid." Because he's 2, it doesn't apply. But if he tries something like this again when he's 12, which I'm sure he will, that's going to be my response.
So creative way #2 to hurt your brother is trying to help him get his head "unstuck."
Oldies, but goodies. When Dominick was about 4 years old, we were visiting at my parents without John. I was going to go out with my brother Garrett, his fiance Kristina and my brothers best friend Billy Deer. Dominick is watching a TV show and about to go to bed. My mom is joking with Billy to watch out for me. That when I drink I get out of hand and I'm his date for the night, and therefore, his responsibility. Let me correct that....I'm pretty sure she was joking. Anyway, I give Dominick a hug and kiss and say good night and as I'm walking away he calls me back. I lean down and he whispers in my ear "if that boy tries to kiss you, punch him in the face." I try not to laugh and assure Dominick that if Billy Deer tries to kiss me, I will most definitely punch him in the face. I then ask him why he would say that and he says "grandma said that he was your date and daddy would not like him kissing you." Too cute!
Until next time.....
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