My Son

We have a few acres of land here in Virginia.  It makes for lots of grass cutting from the guys.  Seth has his section that he cuts, and his dad cuts another area.  I guess all together it takes about 3 hours.  Seth has some interesting stories about running over a snake (probably intentionally) and a bird (unintentionally).  He always feels pretty rotten after accidentally killing an animal (especially the ones he has hit while driving the car).  So, when I found this on his bedroom lamp, I thought for sure he was trying to redeem himself.

He had high hopes of hatching the robin's egg that he found in the grass on the property.  Whenever someone accidentally cut off the light, his motherly instincts kicked in!  It was funny watching his daily care of this egg.  He continually asked me how to keep it warm.  After a mix up the egg was left cold all night long.  He realized his efforts were futile.  And, instead of just throwing the egg out for the animals to eat, he buried it in our flower bed.  So, behind that tough exterior (at times), he has quite the tender heart.  I heart this man/child of mine.

(I'm thrilled to say that Seth has joined an adult soccer team.  I always enjoy watching him play.)