I try so hard to keep my children safe... To teach them how to protect themselves... To teach them not to cross the street without looking both ways... How to call 911... That they should scream if anyone ever tries to take them.
Then, I look out the window at the farm, and I see my precious child has climbed atop an RTV and is posing just waiting for me to see him. Seeing as how I was relatively far away and had the camera in my hand anyway, I snapped a picture and motioned for him to climb down.
Then, I look out the window at the farm, and I see my precious child has climbed atop an RTV and is posing just waiting for me to see him. Seeing as how I was relatively far away and had the camera in my hand anyway, I snapped a picture and motioned for him to climb down.
Oh my word! What am I ever going to do with him?
