15
May

Thankful. Kinda sorta. Mostly.

When it comes to the Eldest Child and his proclivities for danger in myriad forms, I am always impressed when I happen on an activity he hasn’t tried yet.

Like a BASE jump in a wingsuit.

I would like to credit him with common sense, but I fear it’s more related to finances.

When it comes to the Middle Child, I will be ever thankful that he is the voice of reason in the world.

This is especially true when there is a film crew on his camp site for an upcoming reality series: Are You Tougher than a Boy Scout?

(Short answer: No. Don’t even try.)

But seriously, the things the film crew has come up with in terms of ideas (unscripted) that are just plain stupid. Like asking my dil to drink river water after she agreed to play a victim. Giardia, anyone?

No one has ever dropped these producers into the wild, have they?

In early warning news, both boys have decided to take down a pine tree on the hill this week. Stay tuned for disasters. It’s a honking big tree.

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