Today was busy with art - so I did not get a chance to post this morning. My driveway was so muddy from last night's rain that I worried about having art. I told my art students that they came at their own risk today. The "old ladies" got here fine, but one lady got stuck on her way out Being a farm girl, she managed to rock her truck back and forth until she got enough traction to plow her way out. In the afternoon when the "young ladies" showed up, one girl bogged down. So I sent one of the farm girls out to get her. By late afternoon, the howling winds had dried up the driveway somewhat so that everyone was able to get out without any more problems. It made for some excitement, but I could live without the 40 MPH winds.
After supper, the dogs started barking. The neighbor's dog was visiting and he seemed to be chasing something. I looked out the window in time to see that the horses were out and roaming the pasture. The neighbor's dog thought this was quite a lark. Then Zoe, the Great Dane, thought she would get in on the fun, but she has a little more discipline and came when I called her. Jesse and I put her in the house for safe keeping while we penned and fixed the fence to keep the horses in their place. They become as excited as the dogs when they think they have gotten away with something. It kind of makes for a rodeo.
You know, that was not what I was going to blog about today, but it was the highlight of the day. I was going to tell you about Dalton, one of my younger male art students. He read my blog and asked me why I never mentioned him. I probably have mentioned him, but it has been a while. Dalton is a gentle giant. I think he is about 16. He is at least 6'3" if not taller. Most boys that age would be skinny, but Dalton is a big boy - not fat, just a big boy and growing. His dream is to some day be a senator or public servant of that sort. He would like to go to the Naval Academy. Right now he is working on his Eagle Scout badge by getting a memorial to the Middle East Soldier's put in the local park. He is a really good kid. When he is at art, I tease him and pick on him because he is such a good sport laughing and giving back as well as he takes it. He is not the best artist, but he does enjoy himself, and brings lots of fun and joy to the group. There, Dalton, I mentioned you in my blog. Don't give me any flack.
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Nothing like a senatorial candidate needing some ink. Dalton is great! He's just one of those good, good kids so common to the Boy Scouts. He's been a such a good model for me as a Dad to watch to see if i want to get my boys involved in the Scouts...the plan is moving that way.
My little black car is in dire need of a car wash now that we came to see you this morning!
and yes Dalton is a big boy! the kind you want with you when your hauling home those two tons of groceries, just cause he'd be nice enough to haul 'em in for ya :)
The drive way was enter at your own risk.
Dalton it a good kid.
You have not mentioned me that much in your blog. ;) I am just teasing!
My! Dalton will love this write-up!
CoP, I just wish people could hear the conversation at art class with Dalton and Colton. It is kind of like Ranger and Zoe. Ranger is quicker and can run circles around Zoe, but if she steps on him, it is all over. Ranger will give her the "what for" and she just keeps coming back for more.
Mud and wind, wind and mud, AAHHHH spring is here.
Boy Dalton you got some press today. LOL
Right now he is working on his Eagle Scout badge by getting a memorial to the Middle East Soldier's put in the local park.
I have nothing but good things to say about the Boy Scouts. SN2 is an Eagle Scout, and SN1 is a Life Scout, having missed Eagle by turning 18 before he completed the requirements for Eagle. (The Pennington Procrastination Effect at work...)
If you ask SN2 about his accomplishments in life and which he's proudest of, Eagle Scout will be among the first mentioned... and this from a guy who's done a lot in life. (Please excuse the bragging. I am somewhat biased in this regard.)
So: Good On Dalton!!
Buck, Never miss a chance to brag on your kids. Good on your boys!
Ugh! I have nothing but bad things to say about Boy Scouts! Cody was in Cub Scouts and loved it. After he moved up to Boy Scouts, he made the painful decision to drop out because he got tired of being teased and bullied so much. It was horrible! No, I couldn't have talked to the Scoutmaster because he was one of the biggest bullies. I told him that we'd try to find him another troop, but he said, no, it'd just be the same thing there. By that time, he was so soured on the whole thing that he just didn't want any part of it.
Imagine, bullies in Boy Scouts. I thought they were supposed to be above such things--the scout motto and such.
Well, if Sir Dalton would read MY blog he would know that I have mentioned him in the last 2!! He helped our cub scout troop at our camp out and we could not have done it without him ;)
Becky, I know the kind of people you are talking about - those that think "being tuff" is cool and encourage young boys to be bullies. They can ruin good groups like BSA or little league sports or such. I hate that for Cody, but he is a good kid and did well.
Greetings, Half Pint!
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