First, I'd like to thank my awesome friend, Tara Tyler, for the shout out on her blog. You rock, Tara!
Now for the story:
My fourteen-year-old son thought it was a good idea to climb the maple tree in the front yard. He wasn't happy getting to the middle of the tree. Oh, no. He had to go as high as possible.
"You know, cats get stuck doing things like that," I shouted up.
He laughed it off. "Yeah. But I'm not a cat."
After he had spent about five minutes swaying in the breeze up there, he decided it was time to come down. Except he had a little trouble.
"I'm stuck," he admitted after several attempts to find a descent route.
I analyzed the situation. "If you shimmy down like a fireman's pole, you can probably get your foot into the next fork."
Apparently, that suggestion was too terrifying. "You need to get the ladder, Mom,"
I sighed then fetched the step ladder and brought it out. It wasn't nearly tall enough.
"Get the painter's ladder."
Let me tell you how heavy the painter's ladder is. I can barely lift the thing. And I'm pretty strong for a middle-aged woman. Anyway, I dragged the darn thing out, and then spent the next five minutes trying to figure out how to open it up and brace it against the tree. I got it opened, but bracing it safely against the tree for him to get down was not possible.
"Dude, I don't know what to say. You're either going to have to figure this out, or we're going to call the fire department."
He tried the shimmy thing. But his foot got caught on a smaller branch. He put his weight on it and promptly snapped it off. It was a terrifying slide down to the before-mentioned fork.
Somehow, he managed to get out of that tree. But not without some scratches, bumps, and pain to his man-parts.
I think he learned his lesson.
Boys will be boys Sherry, pleased he got down evenyually.ReplyDelete
I was glad he didn't get hurt and that we didn't have to call the fire department!Delete
That darned Bubba! :) You should assemble your son's misadventures into a book series titled Leave It To Bubba, because he behaves a lot like "The Beav." :)
I used to climb trees when I was a boy and I enjoyed challenging myself to go up high, but I can't remember ever getting stuck. I'm glad your story had a happy ending.
Have a wonderful week, dear friend Sherry!
I used to climb trees, too, so I understand the appeal of it. Bubba has certainly had quite a few adventures!Delete
Wasn't Bootsy there to show him?ReplyDelete
No. Bootsy was taking a nap.Delete
lol Bootsy was probably laughing at him from a distance. Ouch to the man parts.ReplyDelete
I'm sure if Bootsy had seen him, he would've been laughing!Delete
Do you really think he learned his lesson? Favorite Young Man is 38, and I don't think he's ever learned his lesson about anything. He's a daredevil.ReplyDelete
Time will tell. :)Delete
You can only hope he learned his lesson--LOL! :)ReplyDelete
Yes. Who knows what other daredevil stunt he may try to pull next.Delete
And you laughed at him, right? I mean, you did warn him. And then he did exactly what you warned him about. You totally get to laugh.ReplyDelete
I laughed when it was over, but I wasn't laughing when I was hauling that big old painters ladder out!Delete
How scary for him (and you). I am glad he is okay and it sounds like he hopefully learned his lesson. Yikes!ReplyDelete
I'm glad he didn't fall out of the tree. That would've been awful!Delete
Gotta love boys:) Mine are 5 and 3 and already get into trees far too much:)ReplyDelete
Boys will be boys!Delete
another great Bubba story. It is a good thing you didn't use an extension ladder for they are not made to go up against a tree and could be even more dangerous.ReplyDelete
I really have no idea how he would've gotten out of that tree if he didn't shimmy down.Delete
Oh, ouch! Thank goodness the fire department didn't need to be called, at the very least...ReplyDelete
Yes. I am sure all the neighbors would have been gawking.Delete
Ouch! Unlike a cat we don't have nine lives and tend to shy away from the embarrassment that calling the fire brigade would cause. Thank goodness mom was at least on hand with the ladders.ReplyDelete
I'm glad I was there, too. If he was out there by himself, he would've been up there a long time!Delete
I think Bubba will always have that adventurous streak... it's just who he is.ReplyDelete
I saw you over at Tara's blog!
Yes, I think you're right. I just hope when he starts driving, that adventurous streak doesn't get him in trouble.Delete
Ouch! I do hope he learned his lesson! I bet it was scary for him and for you! Big Hugs!ReplyDelete
Yes. We both were nervous about it!Delete
I love the photo of you on Tara's blog! Nice shout out!ReplyDelete
Thanks! And yes, that was so nice of her to do the shout out. That picture was taken the day before I moved from Cincinnati, so I was a bit tired and frazzled. :)Delete