Master Mosquito Killer

July 05 2010

Posted in: Daily · Tags: fireworks, Jedi, life

While buckling everyone into their respective seats for a trip to watch 4th of July festivities, I noticed a couple summer mosquitoes buzzing about the car. They were of the fairly large variety and I knew Jedi wouldn’t be pleased if he caught sight of them. I tried to coax these bugs out before I closed the door and thought I had succeeded. However, it would seem I missed one.

Barely minutes into our drive to see fireworks, right before it started pouring rain, Jedi succumbed to a full-on freak-out like I’ve never witnessed from him before. His hands were flailing, his voice pitched, his mouth quivered. He was petrified. All because the pesky mosquito had landed on his knuckle. I reached back to shoo it away, but it was staunchly attracted to him and didn’t want to leave him alone.

“It landed on my finger and it’s gonna suck ALL MY BLOOD!”, he trembled in fright as his hands continued to flail and flap.

The pest finally made it’s way to the front of the car, where it was promptly obliterated into a napkin. Upon hearing of the mosquito’s demise, Jedi’s brevity not only returned but multiplied.

With eyes still red and cheeks not yet dry of tears, he mocked the dead mosquito, “Oh yeah! Don’t mess with me, I’m the Master Mosquito Killer!”.

You could have fooled me.

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Fire in the Sky

June 08 2009

Posted in: Daily · Tags: family, fireworks, weekend

We went to our first fireworks show of the season this weekend. A warmup, if you will. Last year, Buzz threw a fit of magnificent proportions on the 4th of July, complete with leg kicking, arm flailing, nose running, and tears gushing. The majority of the incident was spent with him in the car, attempting to soothe his fear and quiet him down and failing miserably.

Before the festivities began this time, we aspired to fabricate as much preparation as possible. We were all “POW! POW! FIREWORKS!”, and he was all “POW! POW! FIREWORKS!”, hand gestures included, and everyone was smiling and happy. With the first illumination, however, Buzz turned from smiling and happy to hostile trepidation. At least we didn’t leave with a layer of snot covering his chin, though, so I’ll consider it a success.

I wanted to take pictures, but it’s difficult to balance a camera, 3 kids, and a blanket without dropping someone and/or breaking something. Instead, I’ll use my super awesome power of the written word; they were big, they were bright, they were colorful, and they were loud. It’s like you were right there, isn’t it?

Or, as Jedi proclaimed after a particularly vibrant color burst, “The guys on the moon could see that!”

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