Tuesday, October 20, 2009

My Son, Charlie Brown

Perhaps you recall the comic strip Peanuts. If you do, you may also recall the kite eating tree. It seemed every Spring Charlie Brown would loose a few kites to the kite eating tree. It would seem we have a close relative to the kite eating tree living in our own yard. It requires something somewhat more substantial than a kite made of flimsy paper and balsa sticks. Like the Venus Flytrap, it seems to have some carnivorous tendencies since it consumes pigskin.



Here is my own Charlie Brown after the tree consumed his favorite football, Harry. Yes, he names his footballs. At first he was mildly annoyed to have Harry stuck in the branches.



He moved into utter dejection after trying to use a broomstick and a walking stick like javelins to knock the football from the tree's hungry grasp. Notice they were then entangled as well (although I hasten to point out their proximity to the football would indicate a fairly good aim). Forgive me, gentle reader. Forgive me, Isaac. I found the whole scene unbearably funny for a few moments.

Once I regained composure I did aid significantly in the rescue of Harry from the tenacious boughs. We also managed to liberate the broomstick and walking stick as well.


16 comments:

for a different kind of girl said...

I'm not sure I'd turn my back on that tree...

James Goodman said...

lol, we also have a tree that tends to feed off of the treasured belongings of my son. :D I'm glad you were able to rescue Harry before he was completely consumed.

G-Man said...

Feed Me.....Feed Me........!!

Craver Vii said...

Good grief, Lime! That boy is growing like a weed; what are you feeding him?!!

Kat said...

Maybe it is more like the tree from Poltergeist. It is close to Halloween, ya know. ;)

Desmond Jones said...

OK, naming footballs is just weird. . . Naming automobiles I sorta get, but footballs?

See, now, you need somthing small and hard that you can throw so as to dislodge the football, without itself getting stuck; I'm thinking a softball would work quite well. And as you say, the boy is already possessed of a demonstrably accurate arm. . .

We've got an oak tree in our back yard, the lowest branches of which are more than 30 feet off the ground. Anything that gets stuck up there (and it has been known to happen) stands a pretty good chance of being there for a while. . .

S said...

LOL
Tell me you didnt climb up there...

Cocotte said...

Poor Chuck~!

~Dragonfly~* said...

What a good looking boy does he have a little red headed girl in love with him?!?!!?

Suldog said...

Hilarious stuff. I'd give a kind word of advice, though: don't name your footballs. I mean, how much will you really want to kick something you've named? Unless it really likes being kicked, of course. Maybe that's what footballs really like. If so, never mind.

By the way, I see that my word verification is DUMFIST. I expect it fits this comment.

Mona said...

LOL! I lost my kites to trees too!

You could have shook the tree from below & it would have fallen off!

Ananda girl said...

I love that the broom stick and the walking stick got stuck too!

Understanding Alice said...

I have to say it made me laugh too... the broom getting stuck too? That's a real case of sods law :D

misticblu said...

Wow, you grow 'em big & handsome up there!
And how do you have green leaves with snow so recently? Weather is just wonky all over!

secret agent woman said...

When a tree wants a football, it will not be denied.

Jocelyn said...

We have a boomerang-eating tree; the entire neighborhood has helped with rescues.

Terrific picture of your boy.