Where There’s A Will, There’s A Way…

Over vacation, my boys were eyeing the creek in my parents’ side yard.  However, looking at the poison ivy covering both banks,  I told them not to dare climb down in there.   

Yet, they were determined to get at a big construction cone which a storm had washed under the bridge. 

And they were dying to see if there were any crayfish under the rocks.

So the next thing I knew, this is what I saw…Brilliant, isn’t it? 

My oldest was quick to point out that no one was “climbing down in” the creek.  :)

The stream bed is probably a good 2 or 3 feet below the bridge.  I was waiting for the little guy to give in to his curiosity, dismount his “post”, and leave his big brother to fall face first into the creek.  :)

And it came close to happening.

But it didn’t. 

Probably because I had my camera ready to snap a picture.  If I hadn’t, I bet it would have happened!  Lol!  Isn’t that how it usually works??

Every once in a while, my oldest would hand up a treasure in the screen for the little guy to examine.

My husband and I took a walk up the road, and when we came back by the barn, I had to laugh all over again.  They were still at it, and from this angel, my little guy’s feet looked five sizes too big!

What a fun day!  Too bad about the poison ivy.  Maybe I should have just let them have at it and scrubbed them up well afterwards.

I remember spending every day I could in this crick growing up.  I’d catch everything from crayfish, to salamanders, to tadpoles.  I even took a baby snake (among other things) to third grade with me for show and tell.  Lol!  (Can you believe my mom let me do that??)

I remember my teacher saying, “No more living things.”

If we had a creek by our own house, I have no doubt where my boys would be spending their summer days.   And I’d wager my little guy would be sneaking some living contraband to school for show and tell, too.  It makes me giggle.  :)  He still might!