One summer evening during a violent thunderstorm, a mother was tucking her son into bed. She was about to turn off the light when he asked with a tremor in his voice, "Can you sleep with me tonight?"
The mother smiled and gave him a reassuring hug. "I can't dear," she said. "I have to sleep in daddy's room."
The long silence was broken by his shaky little voice. "The big sissy......"
About Me
- Whittlin' Man
- Retired US Air Force and former Reserve Police Officer. Born again Southern Baptist. I'm not perfect, just forgiven. Knight Protector and Defender of Yarn Balls for the Feline Theocracy. Dad to 2 wonderful boys. Sarcastic, witty, and sometimes humorous. Occassionally grouchy, often irratable, and sometimes filled with righteous indignation. I'm about as politically correct as a nuclear blast is subtle.
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1 comments:
Yup, the boy tagged it!! Lourves what kids say.
Oh, check out my messin with the Border folks video at the lair.
We don't need no stinkin' fences...just a boogie man and a bike.
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