A few things I want to remember.
While Kelly was in Canada, I put Skip to work for a bit.
He thought his job was going to be stirring the paint. And then I said "oh, that's just the beginning" and opened the garage.
"WHAT? I have to paint that whole thing????"
It was probably the hottest day of the year thus far, but he was pretty much done by lunch.
(this reminds me. I never did get him to put on the second coat)
We were taking care of two leopard geckos and a corn snake.
One of the geckos was a chronic shedder. I didn't know that when we got him. Imagine my surprise when I got up one morning to see this:
(*sings* "One of these things is not like the other...")
I had to look online to see what I needed to do, and we ended up with this sort of situation.
Nate very carefully dabbed at the skin that would not come off, using q-tips and a warm water bath.
The little guy seemed to enjoy his Spa Treatment.
The skin on his legs, which had been hanging on him like crusty, old, wrinkled woolen work-socks, slipped off like silken opera gloves. Fascinating, yet creepy.
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And Skip got in a knife fight.
...with our youth pastor.
Good thing it was plastic knives.
Starbuck demonstrates his Secret Ninja Knife Throwing technique...
Who knew that chins could bleed so profusely?