I try terribly hard not to go on and on about my kids. .
I do not try to avoid going on and on about my grands. . .
but my kids. . .well. . . that is another story ..
for the most part .. .I give them some privacy and . . .
I try to remember this is my blog.
Generally speaking only the people currently living in the bungalow . .
are subject to my blog rules . .
which. . simply vary from day to day.
Quite frankly . .between you and me. . .I think that they are quite fortunate that I wasn't blogging during their early years. . .
Yesterday. . .I got a call from our eldest. . .
I said. . ."well?"
He said. . ."I passed"
I said. . ." I prayed terribly hard. . and I'd like a bit of recognition for that"
He said "okay" (clearly feeling the elation of the end of school)
So. ..tell me the truth .. .
if you were on a trail deep in the woods and you broke your leg to smithereens. . .
and coming from the opposite direction was my eldest (daddy to the lil' farm hand). . .
would you not feel quite delighted to find that this son of mine had just passed his third level industrial first aid . . and could now. .
splint you ... pack you out of there. . .and deliver you to the doctor. . .like a pro?
I thought so. . .