This has been quite a spring. Between the tornadoes and the cicadas, it’s hard not to wonder if that “rapture” guy wasn’t too far off. But I’ll go ahead and continue believing he’s as crazy as he sounds, send thoughts and prayers to those down in Joplin who have been devastated by the storms, and do my best to embrace the masses of red-eyed, shell-shedding, goose-bump inducing creatures invading our backyard.
Afterall, I’m growing a boy.
And not just any boy. Lucas’ boy.
Unlike most people, my husband is enamored by the cicadas. He has undergrad degrees in Biology and in Fishery and Wildlife Management, so he does know his stuff. Like when he let me know the kind that came out this year are distinguished by their beady red eyes.
And that they’re harmless. And since our son will be THIRTEEN when he actually gets to see them for himself, it was only right to document the occasion.
If he takes after his dad, he’ll be very grateful.
Isn’t that disgusting?
Yep, kind of gives me chills. But it’s also a good preparation for the types of encounters I foresee in the years to come. Afterall, one of Lucas’ mom’s favorite stories is when she got in the shower and was greeted by a snake wrapped around the shower head. And the same thing happened on the dashboard of her car once, too. Apparently Lucas had a hard time keeping his snakes in a cage? Eek.
To top off my week of boyish preparation, I was thrilled to see this adorable photo snapped by my old friend Jennie from Arkansas. We used to work in advertising together, but she’s now doing an incredible job as a professional photographer in Colorado. See her great stuff here. When I told her I loved the shot, she sent me the link to the high-res image. Yay! It’s definitely going to get framed and hung in the baby’s new room.
It’s so perfect for him!