My Husband "Subvet" says that when our first son "Sonshine" was born the sun rose on our world, when our second son "Gator" was born the sun laughed and when our daughter "Sugars" was born all the flowers bloomed. That says it all.

"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...
It's about learning how to dance in the rain."

Your mind is the garden, your
thoughts are the seeds, the harvest can either be flowers or weeds. — William

Monday, June 18, 2007

Look before you touch

When Sonshine was almost 2 we had a big tree in our front yard. Around the tree was a flower bed that had become overgrown. While Alligator was taking his nap Sonshine and I would go out and spend about 20min a day weeding that bed. It was real easy, anything growing was a weed. Well, Sonshine found a patch of loose dirt and was playing in it. Picking up handfuls and then letting it fall in a steady stream. Getting very dirty in the process. I was bent over pulling weeds. He holds something out to me so I take it and tell him thank you. THEN, I look down to see what he'd handed me. It was a nice large piece of dried cat poop. Yup, here in Texas we have clay soil...that loose dirt should have been a dead giveaway.

From then on I've had a strict policy of looking before accepting anything from my kids.


Linda said...

Oh gag!!!

vintagechica said...

Ewwww! At least it wasnt his own poop, like I was handed yesterday. Loved reading some of your old posts.