Sam went out with me to pick up a push mower today. Our backyard is small, and the manual mower seemed like the trick, but it canβt handle some of the thicker grass. Still useable, but we bought a battery-powered Ryobi to do the job.
We had to stop by Walmart for some things on the way back.
When Sam was a baby, he had a couple of health problems. Rather than hire a nurse/babysitter for him during the day, I opted to stay home for a βlittle whileβ with him. That turned into five years. And those were some of the best years of my life.
When he was small, we did it all. Cleaned the house, did the shopping, most of all the house-related activities were covered by him and me.
Yes, ladies, heβll be quite the catch someday.
This is when we first met Miss Sandra. She worked at Walmart as a cashier and still does. Sam was very tiny when he was born. His entire head would fit in the palm of my hand.
Today she saw me and then she saw him and yelled, βYou better come speak to Grandma Sandra.β She really feels this way about him. She’s family.
You notice things about your kids that you haven’t sometimes. That moment of realization is painful sometimes. Looking at how big he has gotten in comparison to someone I see all the time. He’s growing so fast.
The hand is better. I had some changes to make in my EDC today, but it’s nice to know I can adapt.
I forgot I could change up the clip on this one and reverse so the release mechanism would be more user-friendly for my left hand. The is EDC for the week until my right hand decides to cooperate. pic.twitter.com/4zEBz99VBO
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On the other hand, I had cause to look up an old saying today.
rule with an iron fist
To rule, govern, or control a group or population with complete, typically tyrannical authority over all aspects of life, work, etc. A noun or pronoun can be used between “rule” and “with.”
I was on social media and read someone’s post where they were seemingly proud of thatβruling with an iron fist.
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