Speedracer and I are having a problem.
He thinks he’s cute.
Ok, maybe he is.
And he thinks it’s going to get him out of trouble.
But it’s not.
He thinks being the baby will get him out of anything.
But it won’t.
We don’t chase chickens here. It is totally against the rules.
Granted, we have a lot of rules. But we don’t allow chasing any animals.
Because sometimes they’ll turn around and chase you back.
Part of the problem here is that I got so tired of exactly that happening with our other kids, that we got rid of our roosters. Nothing cures a chaser faster than a rooster. Just ask the dog.
Speedracer has never had the (questionable) benefit of being chase, attacked, and mauled by a rooster before. So this is quickly becoming one of his favorite past times any time I send the crew out to do the chores alone.
It’s a problem.
But I do find it difficult to stay mad.
I mean, look at that face….
Surely Trouble doesn’t come with eyelashes like that!
More from my site