Wednesday, September 21, 2011

It runs in the family (just not my side)

Chad’s parents will probably appreciate this story more, but I have to tell it because it is hilarious.  Chad’s mother once told me story about him when he was little and running a high fever.  He began hallucinating and was seeing butterflies floating around him.  I don’t know if he remembers that moment.  I have never asked.  But, since we have been together there have been other instances with butterflies.  The real kind.  There was one time we were driving down the road and he started to drive off into the ditch.  After I hysterically very calmly told him to get back on the road; I asked him what he was doing.  He told me he was following the butterfly.  I tell you this because you will know where Cody gets it from.

Jessica was nice enough to blog about our trip to Mt. Baker.  She even put up a video she made about our trip.  If you haven’t seen it you need to, it is too funny.  She missed one of the most hilarious moments of the day though.  While the other kids were using their bodies as a sled, Cody stayed where it was safe, with me and Chad.  I have to say, she is a lot like me.  Some call it fear.  I like to call it commonsense.   Anyway, out of the corner of my eye I see Cody moving across the ice and snow.  Quickly.   I look over and she has both arms stretched out in front of her like a child saying, “Ooh, a butterfly!  Ooh, a butterfly!”    She began to chase that butterfly across the snow covered mountain trying to get it to land on her hands.  The chase didn’t last long though, because the next thing Chad and I see are Cody’s feet and arms flailing in the air.  And with a thud she hits the ground on her rump and back.  All she could do was lay there in the snow, and all Chad and I could do was laugh… hysterically.  After relaying to us, dramatically mind you, that she had to have broken her coccyx she slowly picked herself up and brushed off the snow.  All the while Chad and I are still laughing…hysterically.

Suffice it to say, her coccyx was not broken and the butterfly, unharmed by it all, gracefully floated away.

This is Cody.  All I have to say is I was trying to save the butterfly from a horrible frozen untimely demise.

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