teachable moments
My youngest daughter just called me from school. She asked me to come to school and bring her a pair of pants since they had gone to the creek as a class and she was now soaked up to her thighs in her blue jeans and boots..I refused...I am at work on a break, but I can't leave. I told her she would not be in this spot if she had her bug out bag with her. Her reply was " I know..I started to grab shorts this morning, but Daddy made me mad and I forgot them on the back seat of the truck." Me: "you'll just have to walk around wet then won't you..." her "I'll borrow Avery's gym shorts"... Me" gym shorts and your cowboy boots...? Really?" Her: "eww.. maybe not... I took them off and just have my socks on now...will you call BIL to bring me some clothes?"
Me: No, you call him.
Her: MOM!!! (I never get the MOM without exasperation-usually it is Mama or Mommy)
ME: I reckon you'll learn to have at least a little bug out bag with you now, wont you?
Her: I guess....
Tonight, I plan on supervising the "school appropriate" bug out bag...Granted it is only for 2 days...but still. It is a good thing though that I confiscated the boot knife she adores before now..I could just see the trouble she would be in if she pulled off her boot and a knife fell out of them.
God won't put anything on you that you and HE can't handle.
She may not have changed the stars from their courses, but she loved a good man and she rode good horses...author unknown.
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