Well, here's how it happened. We just drove back from Orlando. It took us 16 hours (there were too many detours and traffic jams to talk about). I'm up the next morning getting breakfast together (while they're watching tv). Then I cut the grass in the heat (while they watch tv). I bet you can figure out where this is going. I caught a quick attitude. I started fussin' at myself, getting angry at me. Why are my sons chillaxin' in the AC while I'm outside in the heat, uncomfortable, and cutting grass? I wrote a blog a while ago that simply stated, 'If daddy is working, you work.' Well, I called them outside, trying to calm down. I modeled how I needed my grass swept (a couple of times, of coarse) and continued in my work. Im not sure if I got more enjoyment looking at my freshly manicured grass or watching my boys help me get it manicured. Both were beautiful sights.
I gotta get this. My boys are more capable than I give them credit. I see
My dad is from Allendale, SC. The city is as large as this blog post. I saw pictures of his dad. He was always in the field working. In fact, he wore long johns clear into June every year. Remember I said long johns in the middle of South Carolina in the heat. You got that, right? Dad learned lots of work habits from him, in which he passed them down to me. What kind of parent would I be...if I...didn't pass these same habits down...to my boys?
Dads, get them outside. Get them away from the tv and the remote controls and the Playstation, Wii, Xbox, Y & Z box, and even the phones, and get them outside. These are just life traits they need. I'm learning. I'm NOS...