Lineman in Training

Our middle punk is full of spunk. And energy. And go. And energy... you get the idea. This is one way he shows his true colors - that he is a B-O-Y.

Sometime last year I walked into the boys' bedroom and there was our boy... climbing this post in his bedroom. Ever since then he has said he's a Lineman and he's climbing a pole. Here is what it looks like....

First you put a pillow down, I guess that makes it easier in case you "burn a pole" Burning a pole is pretty self explanatory, it's when you are up on a pole and you lose your grip with your belt or your gaffs, the sharp metal points you gouge into the pole. Needless to say you go down the pole, in a hurry, and I've been told it hurts. A lot. Especially when you get to the bottom.

You get a good grip and then it's just a leg up at a time.

Once you get to the top you admire the climb you just accomplished.

Then you sit back and relax for a few moments.

And then you climb - or jump down and marvel at your accomplishment.

Isn't it amazing the things a boy can think up.

A Boy + Winter = Anything crazy and dangerous. That's the way it is at our house anyway. How about your house?