FOWChallenge-Driver

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I posted this photo a few weeks ago. 

This photo was considered cute.

About three years later with Number 2 Son at the wheel

and Number 2 Son,  on the back, barely hanging on

with one little hand and waving at me with the other

as they bounced around a nearby paddock.   

They are still grumbling because I stopped them that day. 

And all I could see was a little boy who was going close

to being thrown off the back of the truck

and a driver who did not know he was

endangering his brother’s life.

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Fandango’s One Word Challenge:  Driver

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SUNDAY-STILLS-PC-Thankful

 

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We are always thankful for the friends our boys made

after we moved off the farm.

Two of these friends are now our daughters-in-law.

We could have asked for better.

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SUNDAY STILLS PHOTOS: Thankful

A Foreigner….in our house?

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Two or three weeks back Number 1 Son asked us out for breakfast.  Or brunch at 10.30 AM.  We both would have died of starvation if we had waited that long…yet he thinks its normal!  He wanted a ride to the airport…!!!

We had hardly sat down and he said to… Continue Reading……….

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First Date-pt4

Continued from parts 1 & 2 and 3

To read parts 1, 2 and 3 of ‘The First Date’Click Here ‘ 

Part 4/4.

‘Mum’ suggested that they would be home by 9.30 and dad would come over to collect Jo. ‘Come for coffee’ I suggested. And so around nine we began to listen for Jo’s dad when suddenly there was a thump on the back door and a muffled yell above the television. Nothing like dragging the girl friend around the back, in the dark and thumping the back door to gain entry to the cave. Jo has got a lot of work in front of her if she sticks around.

Coffee produced some interesting information – at least I thought so. Jo’s dad works with wool. We both know my school mates from my Boarding School days and finally, he knows the husband of my first cousin. So there was a lot to talk about. I’m told that there were two pairs of young eyes glancing at each other and looking quite bored.

When queried about how the night went, the reply was ‘….. Good, good, …we didn’t pash or anything…’. At 1.00 AM his lordship was still awake – not to mention that his lordship’s father was not having a good night either. And it is all set for next Sunday night.

Oh Well! She’s nice. He’s nice. And taking a girl to church is certainly not usual. But, then again I have always said our son was a little on the weird side of normal!

Before our Number 1 son was born we were frequently told that “… it gets better after the first six weeks ….” It could only be the celibate who told me that and they must have had their heads must have had their placed firmly in the sand, or elsewhere.

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First Date-pt3

Continued from parts 1 & 2

To read parts 1, 2 and 3 of ‘The First Date’Click Here ‘ 

 

With a deep breath I entered the cave and began relaying the message. This got me wound up. Wow! Was I on a roll? Not only opening and closing doors but general manners were addressed. I explained that the grunt was no longer a suitable form of communication. Young ladies, particularly those who you may be inviting out because you appreciated their company, versus assisting a classmate to a class function, would expect a higher level of literacy skills (both written and vocabulary) than the caveman language which had emanated from deep within our son for the previous five years.

To lighten any tension I told him that although I had managed to avoid the birds and the bees talk, but this was the ‘Advanced Birds and the Bees’ version of that talk. So take heed.

As I left his room I noticed dogs galloping across the backyard, a sure sign of visitors or slow-moving locals stretching their legs in the evening air. Even though I hollered that it looked like visitors had arrived it was yours truly who opened the front door to greet Jo and her mother. Eventually, moving in barely a slow shuffle and dressed in his best blue denims, Neanderthal man entered the room. After some brief small talk and re-enforcing the safe driving lecture – yes in front of everyone – and telling him it was bad enough if he wrapped himself around a tree, but to wrap Jo around a tree was not pardonable. To which Jo added ‘…if you wrap me around a tree I’ll kill you…’ Another sure sign that God exists.

First Date – pt1

I know that I am not the best writer in the world, my English teachers told me often enough during my school days.

However, there have been a few times when I have put ‘pen to paper’ during the course of this period called ‘Fatherhood.’  Usually these occasions are times, or events, which I have considered worth remembering.

Before you groan and pass on, points to remember are:

1. I try to write with humour.

2. I often am the butt of the humour.

3. I don’t like long passages of text myself, so will break my ramblings to small chunks here, as well as post each part on my Raising Boys page.

4. One of my earlier posts Wedding Anniversary Treat is a sample of my ramblings.

I am hoping that it has been forgotten is because it was one of my first posts. Only time will tell.

5. So, with that in mind, I promise not continue if there is no interest and unlike the ‘Good Book’ I will be seeking a lot more than just one soul in the blogger sphere to like my work before I continue.

If you are still reading, you may wish to click
Click Here to read part one of ‘The First Date’.