Ahhh, how sweet. Clint and Asher are husking corn together. It's amazing how tall Asher's gotten, isn't it?
I love it when the both of them bond over woman's work.
It's nice to see my husband partake in learning activities with the kids. If I were not around, say, on account of my brain tumor reoccurring, I'm confident that Clint would provide the kids with a loving, nurturing, and most importantly, safe environment.
Or maybe just an environment...
...where grilled corn is the only thing for dinner.
I guess I can never die.
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Ha! Oh Jay- that is AWESOME!!!!!
Our kids couldn't survive with out mothers! I cringe to think how mine would be raised! At least the lid is on the blender!
Inventive...gotta give them that. It's got to be better than being raised by wild animals...right?
I told Scott just the other night that he better not ever die because I couldn't do it alone. And he said, "What do you think would happen if YOU died?" That was a much scarier picture!
Is it wrong that I find some twisted form of comfort from this post? Joe likes to say he's "raising creative problem solvers". Which I think means they'd be able to fend for themselves while running wild in the streets.
Once again, thank you for my daily dosage of laughter. It truly is the best medicine. Way to go, Clint!
Now if there had just been an electrical outlet nearby and some water spilt on the floor by Asher's feet... then Clint would have had man-of-the-year award in the bag.
"Creative problem solvers", I'll have to remember that one.
Sara, that was a sweet compliment from Scott!
I don't get it. What's the problem? The ability to improvise is the important lesson here...
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