Upon having Jake fetch Josh for dinner, I was summoned to "go to daddy. Instead, I peaked out the window to the backyard. What I saw was Josh leaning on a post and looking intently at my clematis as the hose lay spraying towards it.
"Hmm..." I thought. "That's weird...he has never shown interest in that plant before."
After about a half an hour, he managed to get to the couch with the aid of a chair...with me in front moving it along.
Yes...he had thrown out his back. Very painful. I wouldn't recommend it...and I don't think I am reaching to say he wouldn't either.
... for the fact that he got some well-deserved rest.
Friday, Saturday and Sunday were spent in large parts on the couch. Monday rolled around and the job sight was not seeming like a wise place to go yet, so he got to accompany us to Classical Conversations. Following which he played Mr. Mom/Substitute by explaining how all three natural cycles are found in the fish tank. Thanks dear. You make a great teacher.
|He even had them folding socks|