Monday, March 1, 2010

Making Up For It

I've written about it before , even more than once, and it bears repeating again.

When little mischievous boys grow up they can make up for all the gray hairs, worry lines and frayed nerves they caused their mothers in the early days.

They become so handy and useful.

After years of sleepless nights, the crying and wailing, fighting, farting, throwing up in bed....

...They can make their parents forget all that stuff... taking some of the load off their dad when their mom starts campaigning for home improvements.

...or by swinging the ax when we need firewood.

I might not dwell on the toddler age roof walking, the blowing up of stuff, the lost tools, broken dishes and muddy boots on my new carpet...

Little boys grow up to be young men who are pretty handy to have around.

The trick is to get through those early days without selling the little rascals to a band of traveling merchants. Lucky them we don't have a lot of those coming through these days.

This usefulness gives me a little bit of hope for the future.

I just have two more to go.
Someday they'll have a chance to make up for this too.
If I survive that long.


  1. That last picture...Oh my. I just know he is saying to you come here mom I want to give you a hug.

  2. I've got an 18 year old boy.. Can I trade for a younger model? Like that cute little muddy one!?

    Or at least tell me when do they turn into handy young men? Someone told me 30.

  3. As far as I can see, I got away clean. Caused the most gray hairs (not bragging, just a fact of life), and now don't really contribute anything to the remodels and Ikea furniture.
    But, hey! I bring wine and grappa when I come home...

  4. Yes. Perseverance pays off. Thank the Lord.

  5. McVal- you're almost there!

    Kris- yes, you still have a certain way of getting out of things. You've perfected it like an art. (Pick up some French wine while you're at it, will ya?)


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