Super Mom

The past few weeks we sang the same old song, The Heat is
On. Yesterday that record finally broke! While the temperatures rose to the
high 80's it was open window weather with the steady breeze and low dew point
temperature. With the latest heat wave over the dogs had a blast playing and
Wyatt enjoyed many games of fetch and a few leisurely walks. Josie was a
different story while she enjoyed the weather; her idea of fun was chasing
birds and finally catching one. EWWW!

The shrieks from my girls echoed through the neighborhood
and my neighbors behind me got show. It was up to me, "Super Mom" to
unlock the jaw of Josie the determined Basset/Beagle.

I took hold of Josie's collar and yelled to one of my girls,
"Go get Daddy's gloves, hurry!" Off one of them ran. I'm not sure why
I said hurry, the bird was dead, maybe I wanted them to hurry before I lost my
super powers.

The glove arrives, yes, one glove. Sheesh, I know kids
believe their parents are fearless and can do anything, but come on, one glove!
I had one of my girls hold Josie's collar while I slipped the ONE glove on my
right hand and then I took hold of Josie and with my gloved had deftly pried
her locked jaw open. With a roll and a light thump the baby bird landed on the
ground.

"Quick whoever's not holding Wyatt grab Josie's
collar." My youngest took her collar and I quickly grabbed the shovel
leaning against the deck and with my gloved hand rolled the poor yucky dead
bird on to the shovel and padded quickly in my bare feet across the yard before
my super powers waned.

To add to the drama of the situation, Super Mom was nearly
brought down by a small bee! Figures the one time I walk through my back yard
barefoot I get stung! The funny thing is my kid and the neighbors got an ear
full of words not appropriate for kids or to be said loud enough for the
neighborhood to hear. "F***, SH**, DAMN, I dropped the F***K*** BIRD!
CRAP, my foot F******* hurts!" Who'd of thought a small bee could cause so
much pain! I quickly scooped up the bird; opened and shut the gate placed the
shovel and the bird on the driveway and sat on the step next to my garage to
remove the stinger.

Lordy I was in pain and it was just a little bee! Growing up
I was allergic to bees, but as an adult I haven't kept a kit in the house for
15 years, now I'm still here and didn't have any of the terrible reactions I
did as a kid, so I am lucky. However, my foot still hurts a day later and my
knee is swollen. Super Mom sidelined by a honeybee.

There you have it, the highlight of my summer with my kids.
Now if I could muster the energy to finish the highlight of my daughter's
summer, her room.