[Momma's Kids]

I got my nice apron on with my lap already fer those hugs ya need. Now, jest you don't be thinkin you ever too big to sit yerself down on Momma's lap.
Its plenty big, got good strong knees and this ole swing was put up really good so it won't put us on the ground.


When I was knee high to june bugs we had this wood pecker that would wake up my father. He got so mad at that bird, see, daddy drove a Mack and would come home in the wee hours. Well, that ole bird didn't know daddy just got home and closed his eyes and mind to rest, he was just doing what woody peckers do, pokin holes in a tree. However, my daddy didn't see it that way, this was a critter that was deprivin him of precious sleep...that you don't get back.lol

One mornin my daddy got up with his ole trusty .22, the same rifle he taught me to shoot, he eased out on the porch. There was that pesky woody pecker, just peckin away as fast he knew how making holes in that ole pecan tree. My daddy took careful aim, eased out the porch a ways and leaned in to take the shot...

Splat!!!

Bird poop landed right on his hand as he took his shot, which he missed and the wood pecker flew away along with the pooper. lol My daddy was so mad he looked like a pore ole cousin when she has epilepsy, being a lil scared at first, I just stood in the kitchen door way with this choked back laugh. My daddy turned and noticed me standing there, he looked at me as if it was my fault, then he said...What?

I said, the pecky bird was just doing what he does, ain't that what you said about the neighbor's dog barking at me...he's just being a dog. Well, folks is that way, guess we made to complain, and stress and to give away free hugs, brownies, cake, milk jest whatever give what we can to each other.

I ain't seen enough huggin going on...now that jest ain't gonna work. Stressin, complainin, and struggles are what we go through, praying we make it through the next bird poop that lands on our heads...huggin is what we do fer each other to get through it all...plus washing the bird poop off.

I got yer favorite snack right here jest waiting fer ya to gobble it up like turkey on corn, give ya a little time to forget all the stresses of life for a minute or two...

If ya don't want bird poop landin on yer head...wear a hat, otherwise, its gonna happen sooner or later...

[Kitty]

Can I be first in line for a hug?

I've got my wide brimmed hat, too. Don't need no bird poop here.

[Momma's Kids]

Originally Posted by Kitty

Can I be first in line for a hug?

I've got my wide brimmed hat, too. Don't need no bird poop here.

[ewizabeth]

Momma,

Can I get a brownie and a hug? I don't mean to sound greedy, but they both sound so good. Here's one for you Momma.

[Vonn07]

hey momma ... may I have a soft, tender hug?? and one back to you!! thanks!!

[TwoKidsTwoCats]

Girl, you have a way of telling tales! I got a good laugh about your daddy because it jogged a memory of my daddy. Similiar story, just substitute birdy with a raccoon. He missed too. It was dark he said.

How about I bring over a warm jug of cider for those who can't drink milk? Porch swinging sounds good about now.....