can g o down and check on the fridge.
After throwing on a robe, I headed down to the kitchen as Colt threw his hands in the air wondering what I was doing. Sure enough, the refrigerator was running, but it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. It needed to run to stay cold.
“Sir, it is running, but I don’t understand what you need me to do now.”
A loud voice filled the room, causing me to jump. “YOU BETTER GO CATCH IT.” Ty stood in front of me, almost in tears with his cell phone in his hand.
I smacked him on the chest. “You have horrible timing, you asshole.”
He grabbed my chin and I quickly pulled away. “Don’t get pissed. It was Miranda’s idea. We stayed up late talking about prank calling people we knew. I made her wait to call you, but we already got her Mom and Conner in the middle of the night.”
“How did you manage to do that and get up with the boys?”
He grabbed a banana and started peeling it. “Are you kidding? They barely ever get up. Miranda has super milk that makes them sleep all night long. Sometimes she even lets me have some when I can’t sleep. I fall right asleep on her tit.”
I pushed him out of my way and shook my head. “You’re seriously sick in the head.”
“I get that a lot!”
As he ate his banana and got on my last nerve, I started making a mental list of everything I needed to do before the big dinner. The first thing on my list was to get Ty out of the kitchen, otherwise we would all be having peanut butter and jelly.
I sat down at the table just shaking my head. Ty was busy making fun of me the whole time. I couldn't believe how gullible I had been to believe anything that happened when Ty was always playing jokes on me. In fact, it seemed that he was brushing off on Miranda, causing her to do random pranks whenever she could think of one.
"What are you doing here so early?"
He sighed and shook his head. "Woke up with a big problem."
"Ty, I am seriously not in the mood for any penis jokes this early."
He held his hands up in he air. " As much as I'd like to joke about my dick, that isn't what I came here for. You see, Miranda and I sorta messed around while we were in the woods and we woke up with chiggers all over our legs........and well, it's even on some other important parts." He got all serious while I covered my mouth to control my own laughter. Ty held up his index finger. "Please don't tell Colt. I don't feel like hearing his shit."
A deep voice filled the room. "Don't tell me what?"
"Oh hell!" Ty sat down and put his hands in his face. "This is why I came here and didn't ask your mother for the fingernail polish."
Colt and I laughed. Even I knew that when you went out into the woods you had a chance of getting those little pesky microscopic bugs on your ankles and legs. If you didn't come home and shower right away, the after effects of them biting could be unbearable, to say the least. Obviously, Ty and Miranda were too busy rolling around in the woods yesterday to think about anything like that. I could only imagine where they had them.
Colt had gotten them last year after taking Noah out hunting for squirrel. They killed about five and skinned them before coming in to shower. I forget what else happened, but we ended up having to do something before they could get washed up. The next day the two of them were itching something fierce. Colt was in better shape than our son, who cried as he discovered the tiny little blistered bites all up his legs. The two of them continued to itch themselves until they were raw.
It took five days for the itching to completely go away and I don't think either of them had ever gone out into those woods without gettin g a shower immediately when they came inside. The fact that Ty had them that bad, was just funny to me, where I think my husband had a bit more compassion.
"Did ya'll shower yet?" Colt still couldn't contain the grin from showing on his face.
"Yeah, we showered last night. I swore it
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