This morning, the Evil Genius wanted to play outside. More specifically, he wanted me to come out and play Frisbee, but I was in the midst of some housework. I sent him out with a ring shaped thing to toss about until I could come out. He threw it here, her threw it there, he paused to watch a bird in a tree, threw it some more...then it got hung up on a tree branch at the end of the driveway.
First he climbed onto the electrical box to see if he could reach, but as the disc hung some twelve feet up, it was a fair bet his arm wasn't long enough. So he wend and fetched a fallen branch and, well...
Don't worry - he ran for the hose and washed the ants off, and I went and fetched the disc from the ant mound and shook the little beasties free, and he was quickly at play again.
God ol' Mom is always there to be of assistance when needed! Way to go, Mom!
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