Bad Habits
Speedracer and I are having a problem.
A problem? What problem?
He thinks he’s cute.
Come on, Mama…
Ok, maybe he is.
I can’t help that I’m the baby and you think I’m adorable.
And he thinks it’s going to get him out of trouble.
His mind is not on his chores…
But it’s not.
Everyone else is working…
He thinks being the baby will get him out of anything.
Even his big brother is warning him…
But it won’t.
We don’t chase chickens here. It is totally against the rules.
There he goes…
Granted, we have a lot of rules. But we don’t allow chasing any animals.
Ever.
Because sometimes they’ll turn around and chase you back.
I haven’t figured out the boy running/mama shouting camera adjustment yet.
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.
I don’t know if they make a shutter speed for this…
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.
I don’t think he even hears me hollering at him…
It’s a problem.
But I do find it difficult to stay mad.
He’s like a border collie on sheep…with no training…
I mean, look at that face….
Don’t you love me anymore, Mama?
Surely Trouble doesn’t come with eyelashes like that!
But Mama, he is sooo adorable. The eyelashes and baby cheeks speak volumes. He will be a big boy/teenager oh too soon!
It’s so hard to be mad when they’re clearing having so much fun. I’ve been a total sucker for that baby face from the day he was born!
He’s way too cute to get in trouble…I mean, really…look at that adorable little face looking back at you so innocently…..