A ramble Feeding the troops this weekend our sons and their friends

These boys make me smile and feel so peaceful and I will take it. This morning I did sos chip beef and eggs rooster bullets scrambled toasted a loaf of bread in the oven and told the them it’s ready grab and growl fellas. Over breakfast they were talking excited about upcoming Christmas vacation.

I’m on personal day waiting for boiler repair to show up we heat with hot water and it is not circulating through the house. Luckily we all have hot water to bathe and three wood stoves burning hot yesterday and through the night keeping the house warm.

These boys are fine young men before they left for school ninth grade . They tossed up more fire wood for me on porch I did not have to ask them. The two friends have been fixtures around here since our one boys pre school. Yesterday I said to my wife they all our young men now. I remember putting them all on our family plan at ymca so they could swim at the indoor pool as youngsters.

Pretending we were the avatar and bending water in the pool. I took them to see the air bender three times. And they sat in their seats air bending watching the movie. I remember years ago with nerf rifles I’d ambush them always be ready. They could be sitting on the commode or showering. I would rip shower curtain back and open up on them with the nerf. My wife did ban all nerf firearms at dinner table.

One Sunday night my wife text me from downstairs as I was in bed she said they’re coming for you. I turned off the lamp rolled out of bed covered up pillows and hid in the closet. And watched the three of them sneaking through the bedroom giggling that they were gonna get me nerf weapons at the ready . I kicked open the closet door and heard giggles and screams of laughter. As I opened up on them with my nerf rifle little legs pumping for the stairs.

This morning three of the four. loaded up their guitars for school guitar class. Today they’re young ninth graders into guitar and weightlifting. They threaten humor to kick my scrawny bum as they call me chicken chest. Yesterday at the gym I hit the cardio and these four hit iron pile. I smile watching them pose in front of the mirror.

Yesterday I handed them mops brooms buckets. The boys know the drill it’s a GI party we’re cleaning the house. I detail our two sons on bathrooms. The other two floors I’m on laundry now move out turd birds. And they do it because they’re good boys I love them all as my sons. Then around noon They pillaged a roasted turkey with all the sides. I got a rule here you never have to ask for anything to eat or drink. Just do not expect me to clean up after you.