Saturday, September 7, 2013

Today my oldest decided he would like a new mother.  One who doesn't make him do things he doesn't want to do.  Like sweep up the mountain of broken pecans the squirrels have enjoyed all over our driveway. I miss the day when our now deceased neighbor would pay the boys $1 per tail to kill those things with a BB gun.  Now they just run amok - much like my kids.

So Ethan saw the task as insurmountable, impossible to complete or even start for that matter so he tried to make deals.  And I told him that making a deal with his mama is like making one with the devil.  Trade your soul and you never know what you'll get in return.  I did suggest, however, that he go online and find a want list of nice families looking for stubborn teens and I would put in a good word for  him. 

End of story... he wanted to go swimming with his friend so he tackled the pecan sweeping like a man.  Which is all I wanted in the first place.  I'm raising men here.... and if we ever get through these teen years, I'm gonna love to see how it turns out.

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