That was Norm. He’s gone now. All of his brothers and sisters hatched and were perfectly normal. Joshua handled the release very well and didn’t get upset.
I on the other hand cried like a baby. I got attached to them. I carried them back and forth each night to the bedroom so that the cats wouldn’t feast on them. I talked to them as I moved them back and forth… oh hell I’m a big softie I guess.
Hell, his first word was butterfwies… *sniff*
Trying to get some information on one of Richard’s relatives so we made a long distance call, after trying e-mail, and they’re sending us some family sheets in the mail. This has been our brick wall in his family. Hopefully this will help clear some things up.
Then I can try to get through some of my family tree roadblocks. My family is a piece of work. lol
The kid is keeping watch over his “babies”… he’s doing an experiment with one of those butterfly treehouse enclosures. He received his caterpillars (however the hell you spell it… long day) in the mail yesterday and he’s been all over them watching them. They’ve been named. lol
I don’t have the heart to tell him that after they transform into butterflies they only live 2 to 4 weeks.
I told him when he releases them they might come back…. I’m going to hell for lying.
They should prepare my room now… lol
Found the perfect gift for the kidlet this morning.
He loves his Zoo Tycoon 2 game. In the game the elephants paint at easels. The child is an elephant freak. He loves em. His Auntie is buying him an easel and this morning I found something to put on it Christmas morning. I want it to be the first thing he sees when he wakes up.
I found a website for an elephant sanctuary in Tennessee where there was an elephant named Tarra who painted. On their website I ordered a print of one of her paintings.
I’ve been looking for a charity for him to donate to but wanted something that he’d care about. I think I found it. (Click on the text below to visit their site.)
From the website:
The Elephant Sanctuary exists for two reasons:
To provide a haven for old, sick or needy elephants in a setting of green pastures, old-growth forests, spring-fed ponds and a heated barn for cold winter nights.
To provide education about the crisis facing these social, sensitive, passionately intense, playful, complex, exceedingly intelligent and endangered creatures.
GERMAN man who lived with over 200 black widow spiders was fatally bitten by one and then eaten by his other pet creepy-crawlies.
*Emphasis mine *shudder*
This makes me want to melt every plastic black widow spider toy my son has!!!!!!
ICK!!!
My Son has been going non-stop all damned day long!
The endless chatter… 90mph with his hair on fire all day long.
And I swear if he turns up the volume on the television one more time after I turn it down..
I wasn’t happy when he was sick because he was so quiet.
God, could he be retro-fitted with a mute button? Please!?!?!
I had secretly hidden a handful of them in a container with other pens and pencils to use for school. My Son, who can’t seem to keep track of his own, spotted them the other night. My pen radar went off like a claxon. I thought oh boy… here we go.
He snatched them out of the container telling me they were his. I reached out to take them back saying they were mine. (This probably sounds familiar for those Mothers out there who have siblings.) We ended up in an all out tug of war over MY dry erase markers. “Mine!” I whimpered. “Mine” he uttered. It went on for about 5 minutes. Then I suggested he find his school pouch. His markers are in it. He claimed not to know where it was. Rolling my eyes almost to the back of my head I said riiiighhhhtt. I walked
over and pulled his leap frog off of it. Lifting it to show him what I’d found. He dropped MY markers and grabbed his and went off to happily draw his woolly mammoths.
What has made me post about it is that last night he patted my cheek and told me I’m his favorite girl. Then he made a comment about being my BROTHER. lol
I can’t imagine how he’d get that idea…. do you? 
I straightened him out about it and he was fine with being “my child” as he put it. lol
One of the funniest things happened with the kid before Christmas. I want to preface what I’m about to say by saying that when I was a kid we’d see all the commercials on television and drive our parents insane begging for the cheap crap that we were sure would be the be all end all of toy-dom. It was advertised on television… it had to be great! In Oklahoma at that time there was a store called Otasco and right after Thanksgiving (yes, this was in the olden days when stores/people in general waited until AFTER Thanksgiving to even think about Christmas.) they’d start doing their kiddie commercials. My Mother hated those commercials because we’d drive her insane. lol
Getting back to my kid. We were sitting on the couch one night and I decided to bring up the subject of what he wanted from Santa. While we talked I took notes so we could later write a letter to Santa. I was expecting this to take an hour knowing kids and “I want this that and everything else”.
Five minutes later I looked down at the list and frowned and asked him if he was sure that was all he wanted. He said yes. I asked him if there wasn’t anything else he wanted. Something he might have seen on TV.
Get ready for it… he said NO. I was shocked. lol
The list was simple. He wanted three videos, Cars, Chronicles of Narnia, and March of the Penguins. No problem. Then he wanted books. Books about animals and mammoths. No problem there. Then of course he wanted more elephants and mammoths. lol He adores elephants and mammoths. That was it. Almost everything he wanted was something that would involve his using his imagination and making up his own play. I was shocked but I was also impressed with the kid. He’s always been like that. He’s always been more interested in making up games and stories than in video games, advertised toys, etc. He enjoys educational video games and he does have them. But he’s not a spoiled little shit who wants everything he sees on television. I was proud of the little guy.
Oh Mom went a little out of his list to buy him some toys related to Cars and some extra things I thought he’d like but we stuck pretty damned close to his list. The biggest hit was something I found online 6 days before Christmas. A 19 inch soft rubber wooly mammoth from Bullyland. He loves that thing and plays with it all the time. Watching him use his imagination and play with his simple much loved toys is something to behold. I love that kid.
I should also add that he has decided he wants a few more of the rubber wooly mammoths… which he’ll probably get when I can find them in stock again. The reason he wants more makes sense and it’s kinda sweet.. he thinks the big one is lonely and needs a few more so he won’t be lonely. That’s so sweet. lol