Louis is a bit of a spoiled brat-horse. Hubs says Louis and I are well suited for each other…hmmm.
BIL W’s blue roan gelding Smoky (aka jughead when BIL W isnt w/in earshot) is staying a few days at our place. Long story; one I am not happy about. I am not a boarding facility. I do however believe in repaying favors to people who I owe. In my time of need BIL has always been there to help. No way was I going to put up a fuss.
Heck, I have only worked one day this week. Took yesterday off but crammed so much into the day I would have been better off working. Does that make sense?
on the other side.
BFF L 41st b-day was Sunday. OMG-I can remember her 16th b-day, most memorable, her 18th was also one hazily recounted between us in hushed whispers. Our kids know we arent saints but neither do they need to know the extent of our wild days.
Luckily, Bubba has been a good teenager so far. I am very lucky. But, of course, he is a teenager. I am not delusional. Screw ups are bound to happen. But, I do have to give the kid credit, so far he has used pretty good judgement.
Wee One is going to be the handful, I can already foresee the future in that one. Every morning is a battle. WO insists on wearing his cowboy hat and faded Carhartt coat to school. He has recently decided Spring is here. We noticed Robins about. Wee One put up his black felt cowboy hat and brought out his straw one……I do have to agree he is the cutest little cowboy around. But, they do not allow hats at school. When his father picks him up at the end of the school day, the first thing Wee One does when he gets into the truck is plaster his cowboy hat onto his curls.