I just staggered out in the front yard from an awesome sleep after working all night to see my son off. He was wearing his 100x beaver hat, a black shirt under his worn out tan vest and had wild rags around his neck. His belt with buckle he won somewhere with blue jeans and boots with riding heel completing the look for his ride in the Fort Worth Stock Show And Rodeo parade tomorrow morning. I woke up sometime after stumbling back into the house and wondered was that real? Did that really happen? How did that little colicky baby who drove me to putting him in the car at 3 am and drive around the rest of the night so he could sleep and I could have at least a minutes peace turn into someone who can handle a 1500 pound animal among thousands of other animals and people all the while having his picture made by and with European and Japanese tourists?
I don't know, but it happened.
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My oldest son is for the first time enrolled in a district that offers Ag Mech, and he loves it.
Coming from a school with mandated uniforms, he now wears boots-n-Wranglers, and occasionally attends the high school rodeo in Saginaw to watch a girl from Roanoke compete (barrel racing, I think).
Don't know if I'll get the chance to take the kids to the FTW Stock Show this year. I did take my daughter to the Mustang Makeover a couple of years back.
BTW, I'm kinda chapped that MZ was able get a Russian translation for the commenter of the prior post. I was looking for an online translator, but all I could get was transliteration of the cyrillic to the western alphabet.
Back in the '70s, my dad had business cards with his information and [Vienna] office address normal on one side, and in cyrillic on the other, as he was part of a marketing team for ИБМ.
Proud papa!! Isn't it amazing how one blink of your eye and they are grown!!!!! Enjoy the parade!
Once they are grown, it seems as though it took just a blink of an eye for children to grow up however, it took thousands of hugs, kisses and countless, thoughtful words to help them grow into good people.
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To Тхе Доналд/The Donald...
Do not be too chapped that you failed to find a Russian translator. I did not use a translator. You not finding one is more evidence that I speak and read VERY LITTLE Russian. It comes in quite handy with my work.
Pray tell, MZ, what kind of work do you do (assuming it's not classified)?
You're thinking that of your oldest and today I thought that of my youngest...... I think both these lads (yours and mine) are the same age.... my youngest is my 4th and I know my time now is so short....
mzchief thats brill.....
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I think the same thing everytime I see my daughter holding my second grandson and running after the first. Did I dream it all?
The Donald...
Though, some of the work I do is classified, I am able to state that I routinely work for a privately funded organization with my chief objective to analyze, in regions of my specific expertise, ever changing, geopolitical events and construct a resolution with an outcome that is either beneficial or least disruptive to U.S. interests. I also work for my husband's global engineering firm. In my spare time, I acquire and provide funding for advanced education grants/scholarships benefiting students of all ages and financial backgrounds so long as they have shown the ability to apply themselves and express an interest in obtaining a degree that is something other than "fluff degree."
See what someone can do when they only sleep 4 hours a day and typically work 7 days a week...*;)
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To Marmite Toasty...
Thank you, m'am.
To MZ: Way cool!
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