Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Boy treed: News at 11.

"Hey Lynn, you're OK that Adam's up in the trees, right?  He's getting quite high."

I look out the window.  Yes, he IS quite high in Grandma Jing-Jing's willow tree, and I'd really not have any broken bones while out of the country.  But first one must take a photo:

Afterwhich, the boyo realizes that he's quite far from the ground after all, and that he can't get down by himself.  Scared cries ensue, but Uncle Les races to the rescue, and soon those little feet are planted once again on terra firma, to the relief of both himself AND his mother!


Anonymous said...

First provide them a nest, then wings to make them fly.

May time and life continue to treat you all kind. Please have a good Wednesday.

daily athens

cate said...

go, uncle les, go! oh, neighbors. glad there were no broken bones!

le blÖg d'Ötli said...

A real adventure!

kathryn said...

Oh, sweet boy! How did he feel about you're rushing to take the photo before allowing him to get down?

I hope he appreciates that it's all in the name of allowing US a peek into your lives...