Good morning, I am up and getting on with my day. It was glorious yesterday and here is hoping its the same today. I am now able to sit in my green room. I love my swing, love my trees and love the weather. Thank-you God for the great outdoors.
Yesterday afternoon Brandi's boys came over for a couple of hours. Each of the boys and I talked a little. I have learned the most interesting things from them. Especially Bradley. Bradley has certain opinions and ideas. I am sure he is very smart and listens at school. We talked about God, Jesus, Abraham Lincoln and Martin Luther King. Bradley puts Mr. Lincoln right up there with God. But he is also very grateful for Martin Luther King. He knew about Rosa Parks. We talked about Rosa Parks and her not giving her seat up on the bus. I was pleased to hear that he had learned about her and hadn't forgot. I remained him that the Constituting said all men was create equal. he brought the conversation right back to Lincoln.
Oh yes I also learned that it is good that he is a little chunky. Because he has enough meat on the bone to stop a bullet. I advised him not to try it, that it might stop it but I was sure it would hurt. No he assured me, he would be fine because of the meat on his bones. I am not sure who told him that story. But I certainly hope he learns the truth very soon. Having a couple of extra pounds will not stop you from being shot.
I also learned Rayn has a hobby of wanting to stick corn chip bugles up peoples noses. Trying to reason it might hurt the other person did not seem to a be reason to change his mind.
Brett announced a list of people he respected. He started with his Mother and finished with his grandma Billie and grandpa Ron. He has learned you can love someone and not respect them, Which sometimes is a hard lesson to learn.
I also taught them something. That Grandma Billie is really Grandma Willamina. Bradley's eyes become very big when I suggested he call her Grandma Willamina. "Oh no," I assured him. "She will love you knowing her name." I laugh, we'll see how much she loves it. But Bradley is rather afraid to try it.
All three boys wanged away on the inside wind chime. Just to hear Grandpa Steve yell and threaten them.He finally shouted ," Enough is enough, not one more time." Ryan looked around, the blue eyes dancing. Softly he stole over and gave them a wack. He raced to his seat. Steve came into the room. "Who did that," he bellowed. Without missing a beat Ryan turned towards me. "She did," he cried.I smiled, bring the roaring beasts on. I don't care. I smiled sweetly, "yes I did, it was me." He shook his head and left the room. See sometimes the righteous do prevail.
So for one more day I have overcome the Blog. It might have won but I certainly have waged a war. So for today may only the lovely sights of spring surround you. But what ever you do, if you see a speeding bullet aimed at you, dodge if you can. Even if you're chunky. It might be the wise tHing to do.
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