Today my farrier knocked on the door and told me that he had shooed my horse. A few minutes later I noticed that Bridger was moping around and I asked him what was wrong. This was his reply, " Mom, I don't like that guy. He said he shoot the horse." He was relieved to find that Sunny was alive and well and just sporting shiny new shoes.
Posted in: on Tuesday, August 31, 2010 at at 11:26 AM 0 comments
There is nothing Rooker hates more than WORK. I often have to remind him that it doesn't matter if he likes it or not, it is just something he has to do. Yesterday we were having one of these conversations. He informed me that when he grew up he was not going to go to work. I explained to him that if he did not work when he was a grown up he would end up like one of those guys we see holding a cardboard sign and waiting for someone to give him a dollar. He would have no car, no house, no games, not even any food...nothing. He didn't like that. I tried to tell him that he could go to school and learn to do something he would like to do for work. The other kids and I started listing every occupation we could think of. Doctor, pilot, gardener, dentist, policeman, fireman, chef, truck driver, astronaut, computer game maker, scientist, builder...."No" was the constant reply. Then Bailey said "I know, you could be Mayor!" Instantly Rooker perked up and got very excited.
Posted in: on Saturday, August 21, 2010 at at 9:08 AM 0 comments
If you feed a little dog (aka: Cisco) lots and lots of hot dogs, they will grow into a big dog and not be scared of storms...
I learn something new everyday.
Posted in: on Thursday, August 19, 2010 at at 3:24 PM 1 comments
