Wild Turkey.

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This what they look before we eat them.

I’m at my sister’s for the holidays. About an hour ago, these 2 Tom turkeys wandered into the backyard. Fun fact: see their beards. A Tom (male) turkey is judged by the size of his beard. I can’t help but think that these 2 were in hiding and assume it’s safe to come out now.

Seeing these two reminds of the time my dad and I were going fishing.

We were driving down a narrow road, towing the boat behind us. Dad’s a bit of a speed demon. We were probably going 15 over the speed limit. The sun was glinting and shimmering through the woods so it was hard to see the road at times.

All of a sudden, dad slammed on the brakes, so hard that the boat lifted off the trailer. There they were: a rafter of turkeys. Had to be at least 10 or 15 of them. We were right on top of them. It was amazing. It really was a sight to see.

Not a single turkey or human was injured and no damage to the boat.

Have you ever seen a turkey in the wild before?

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How Many Children Will Die In Hot Cars This Summer?

A news story out of Houston caught my attention and made my blood boil. Two children were left in a hot car while their mother was getting her hair styled. Bystanders broke through the window to get the children out. Thank heaven, the children are fine. The good Samaritans did not call the police at the request of the mother. I don’t know what enrages me more – the children left in the car or the fact that NO ONE called the police?

Who the FRIK leaves her kids in the car while she gets a haircut?!?! She didn’t forget that her kids were in the car. This was completely intentional. Social Services needs to visit this home. This mother has proved that she makes serious errors in judgment – the kind that hurt people. All I can do is pray for that mother in hopes that she never does something so asinine again, for the sake of her children.

I once walked up to two children sitting in the cab of a U-Haul on a 90° blistery, summer day. I can still see those children’s faces. One was a little girl, not even 3 years old. The other child was a 6 month old, suckling a bottle, in a white onesie. The windows were rolled all the way down. I ran into TJ Maxx and asked them to make an announcement for the driver of the U-Haul truck to come out. Not wanting to leave the kids alone, I ran back out to the truck to wait for the parent. I had no clue what I was going to do. Do I call police? Do I pick up the children and take them inside? I then realized that the parking lot was full and wondered how many jerk-holes walked past these children and did nothing? The mom came out within moments. She was in tears. She was so grateful to me for looking out for her babies and remorseful that she was so stupid. I had already decided to call the police but she convinced me not to.

I regret not calling the police to this very day. Now that my babies are almost all grown, I’ve learned that parents do stupid stuff. However, there is a huge difference between a parenting mistake and complete lack of judgment. The TJ Maxx mom made that choice to go shopping, in TJ Maxx, and left 2 children under the age of 3, in a U-Haul, on a frickin’ hot summer day. What part of that is a mistake? None. It was intentional and selfish and lazy. The hair-style mom and the TJ Maxx are one-in-the-same, just like Justin Ross Harris, only their children survived.

Justin Ross Harris

I looked up several other news stories and just can’t believe how often this happens. Already this year, 13 children have DIED while left in hot cars.  Last year, 44 children DIED. There is no reason for this.

The Atlanta Journal-Constitution: Father Arrested After Leaving Baby In Car At Clayton County Courthouse

USA Today: Father Arrested After Daughter Dies In Hot Car

NBC News: ‘An Unimaginable Loss’: 13 Children Died in Hot Cars This Year

I really try to have grace in every situation. Lord knows that I need grace. I just can’t muster the grace for parents that leave their kids in hot cars to get their hair styled or to shop at TJ Maxx.

Happy Graduation Day, Mini-Me!

WAHOOOOOOO! Happy High School Graduation Day, Mini-Me! I’m so, so excited, happy, elated, thrilled, ecstatic . . . You get the point.

That’s 2 down, 1 more to go!

I’m on the downhill slope to freedom! Thank you, Lord! End of tunnel, I see you. You can’t hide. You’re right there, within my reach.

Seriously, [tears forming] I love Mini-Me so much. She is such a wonderful young lady. I worry: Did I prepare her enough? Did my choices hurt her in such a way that it will color her choices negatively? How will our relationship change? Will she truly know how much I love her?

Oh my gosh, this child has tested me in so many ways. I’ve said it before, she’s exactly like me. She rebuts, “Yeah, but I’m the new and improved version.” She’s right. The character flaws I see in her are the ones I gave her, yet she has infinitely more positive character attributes than I probably have now. In all honesty, my biggest complaint of her is how much soda she drinks. If that is my biggest complaint, then HOW BLESSED AM I!?!

We never had drugs or drinking issues, well, that I know of. We had minor boyfriend issues, but, nothing like my parents had to deal with (ssshhhh, don’t tell Mini-Me that). This kid has the patience of a saint when it comes to little children. Even though she and her sister fight like the Crips and the Bloods, she’ll always find compassion for The Weez if she sees The Weez hurting. Always.

Mini-Me, we’re starting a new chapter in our relationship. I’m scared and excited and anxious and overjoyed. Everything is changing for both of us. I love you, child. Please know that. Please know that even through all of my mess-ups, I love you. You are a remarkable young lady. I love you so much. Do you hear me, kid? I LOVE YOU, MINI-ME! Oh, and happy graduation.

Mini-Me at Kindergarten Graduation