December 30, 2004
Cacti
The other day while we were hanging out at Tara's parents house, Trevor was playing at (as always) being a ninja or something. After some seriously heavy kicking, jumping and rolling he tumbled across the floor on his socks and slipped into the living room.
From the other room we heard the howls of a boy in distress and jumped up to see what was the matter. Trevor had bowled himself right into a cactus that was placed on the floor alongside the sliding doors to their living room.
All along his right upper leg were miniature cactus thorns stuck into his pajama pants in little bunches. I made him take off the pants and then inspected his leg to see how many had pushed all the way through.
Luckily only a few had mad it that far, but many were lodged in his hands, arms, feet, toes, etc. etc. It took more than a few minutes to clean him up. In the process I was lucky enough to grab a few for myself and was picking thorns out of my arms and hands for the next few hours.
Last night, in our living room in Vermont I found another one stuck in my pinky. It had survived more than 24 hours and almost 400 miles from New Jersey to Vermont. I don't think that I will be getting any cactus plants in the near future. :)