I had a lot of fun with my nephew Cullen this evening. After I finished with appointments and such, I rode out to Park City with my mom to spend a few days out here helping her watch Squiggle Bug while she gets some work done in the field in the mornings while it’s cool. Squiggle Bug was enamored with my keys. “Truck!” he exclaimed over and over as he looked at them and occasionally tried to chew on one (which I didn’t allow him to do). He’s a fun little boy and has a great sense of humor. Wow, though, the energy he has! I can’t wait until he’s old enough to take to the climbing gym! That ought to wear him out! That’s not until a little way down the road, yet, though. Until then, I’ll just have to play Hercules and perform wild feats of contortionism to keep him occupied! He thinks I’m a human jungle gym…and I might be, haha! You never know what you’re going to get with a two-year-old!
Content Rating PG, for the most part
I try to keep the content of my posts in the PG range (meaning that maybe your 13-year-old should not read it... Just kidding!) - you know, something I could get away with tastefully in the town square without getting lynched, tarred-and-feathered, or hung (and something my mother would NOT wash my mouth out with soap for). As far as what age you have to be to understand some of the subtleties of my humor in writing and/or speaking, well... That may vary. A lot.
CLIMBING 4 THE REST OF US 