I just have to tell you guys about what happened with Jackson this past weekend.
I saw something in the driveway. I thought it was AGAIN the neighbors yappy dogs using our driveway as their personal bathroom. However, it was a cold day so I sent Jackson outside to see what it was. I also thought it could be a dead bird.. And Jackson is much better about dealing with that stuff than I am.
He said he would go out in a few minutes.. I kept doing my thing and a little while later.. I see Jackson getting one of my NEW kitchen mittens.. I wondered what he was doing so I just stood back and watched..
Did you know that he was going outside to move a DEAD FROG int he driveway.. with my NEW MITT!!!! I about died.. as I watched him get a little closer to that lump in the driveway.. I yelled out..
- What are you doing? -
He said - I am going to bury this dead frog -
I asked - Why do you have my new oven mitt on? -
He said - Because Mom, I have to move it somehow. -
I screamed again.. for him to STOP and come back inside.
Of course he does and he brings that mitt back in and tosses it back in the drawer.. after he actually TOUCHED the freaking frog. AMAZING that my little germaphobe son of mine would actually touch a dead frog with a item I use around our food.. YIKES.. Thank goodness, I caught it and tossed it into the laundry..
GROSS!!
So we still had the problem of what to do with the dead frog.
It was a cold day but Jackson really wanted to get this frog buried. So that's what we did..
Jackson dug the hole..
and this time he used the little shovel to move the dead frog..
and then he buried it.. just as he wanted.
He got it buried...
and I think what me the proudest is..
While he was out there shivering in flip flops of course.. he stood there after he put the frog to in the ground and said a prayer for the little dead frog. Yep.. he wanted to have an official funeral for the frog and thats just what he did. I had to stand there too and listen to the prayer and I thought it was the sweetest moment of all!
Boy.. my soon to be 10 year old sure makes me face the gross stuff rather I like it or not! But I am glad he got to give the frog a proper burial and send off! I am sure he is hopping all around the other side now!
Raising a little boy is an different kind of animal.. I don't get a break from " nasty " stuff.. instead I have a little boy who runs right to it eyes wide open and ready to do what it takes.. no matter how gross I may find it!
K Jaggers
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I love this story it's very sweet! I love how your son said a prayer for the froggy! My oldest is David who is also 10, I have to learn to cherish moments like these :) Stopping by from the Mommy blog hop!
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