[KIOS] this morning gave the prompt to think back to our kindergarten days and do a show and tell.
I had to peek at some of those who had already linked up to get a feel for the theme.
(and I apologize for not commenting much lately ~ time has been flyin')
I had some crafty projects that I could share.
Like my [mermaids.]
Or a slumped glass plate I made.
(which I know I've posted before but can't find the link to)
But I want to go back to kindergarten,
and show off one of my [kids.]
(Who just happens to be smarter than your 5th grader, by the way.)
|He is now almost 9 1/2 years old|
My husband hasn't been feeling well lately, so yesterday morning when I took Trooper for a walk,
I casually mentioned that he needed to make Dad get out more often today,
since the sunlight and cool breeze would make him feel better.
I let him off leash to run like he enjoys, and then about ten minutes after he had taken care of business,
and had a good run in the field, I called to him to "leash up" so we could walk back to the house.
Not just refused, but disobeyed.
For more than thirty minutes I tried everything I could think of to get him to come to me.
Nothing worked. He just kept his distance.
Even sitting in the dirt, which usually makes him come see what is wrong with me, didn't work.
Finally, frustrated and running out of time, I came back to the house.
I tossed his leash to my husband and told him to get him in.
Then I got in my car and went to work.
My husband called when I was just three or four minutes gone.
Trooper had come right to him and gone into the house with no trouble.
It occured to me at that moment, that he had done just what I asked him to do.
"Make Dad get out."
I really need to watch what I say to him.