Tuesday, March 14, 2006

The wild life of Jed




My son, Jedidiah is one crazy guy, He is full of life and adventure. He likes to jump on and off beds, trampolines, couches, and pretty much anything that will give him a little bounce. He likes to run as fast as he can and fall in the dirt. He like to throw things, and have things thrown at him. I could go on forever. Those of you with little boys, or wild little girls know what I’m talking about. I’ve seen Jed do some crazy things in his life.
When Jed was about 1 ½ we were at a festival in Tennessee called Bonaroo. It was a typical morning, Jed and I where hanging out on our friends Steven and Christy’s bus, and they too had a little girl. Thinking there was nothing to fear, since the bus was child proof, I let Jed run around with his friend. About five minutes later I hear Jed spitting out a drink and crying like never before. Not knowing what had just happened I immediately ran him to the sink and washed his eyes and mouth out. Come to find out, the cup (which was a large coffee cup) was full to the brim with whiskey that had been brought on the bus the night before without their knowledge.
Another time we were at a wedding where they had a keg. Jed was about 2 at the time. At some point during the reception he got away from me, and I found him pumping the keg. Before I could reach him he got the nozzle in his mouth and the trigger pulled. Thinking that his cheeks would blow up like a balloon and beer would come spaying out of his nose, I ran and got the nozzle away from him, luckily there was not enough pressure to do any harm.
We have a steep hill at the entrance of our property. Jed likes to ride down it on anything with wheels. One day I walked outside to see Jed speeding down the hill on a tricycle. Once at the bottom, he tried to stop but was going too fast. The petals caught his feet and caused him to flip over the handle bars right onto his face. He got up as quick as he went down, with road rash on his face and enough blood to throw any mother into a panic. Ten minutes later he was running around again.
He is also an animal lover. He likes lizards, snakes, frogs, chickens, pigs, rabbits, birds, and any other animal you can think of. This summer he hung out by the pond all day catching frogs, and snakes. Now don’t think I said “Okay son, go get yourself a snake - and oh yeah, watch out for the poisonous ones.” Nope he just brings them to me before I know he’s gone, like a pet bringing it’s kill to the master for approval.
Over time Jed has collected about 12 million plastic animals, anywhere from farm animals to Dinosaurs. Almost everyday he lines them up in a straight line, or a circle around his sister. He calls them his “guys.” This morning he made his line up, but we kept accidentally knocking them over until he said “Man I hate this! You keep knocking over my guys!”
He is our own little Diego. Go Diego Go.

3 Comments:

Blogger Lisa said...

Jed is certainly one of a kind. I miss him terribly, as I do your whole family. I just saw the link to your blog on Elena's today. It's great. Please keep writing. It's sad not having you come by our house to tell us these things everyday so a blog is almost the next best thing.

8:29 PM  
Anonymous grandmal said...

This is a great story of a four year old and his proud papa! I love you with all my heart!

3:44 PM  
Anonymous mamasita said...

He sounds more like Noah to me. It's a good thing his father's learning how to handle medical emergencies.

7:21 PM  

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