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The Poo-Poo Debacle

The Poo-Poo Debacle

“You mean the cows can poop anywhere they want on your ranch?” Justin, age 7 asked my grandson Barrett, also age 7. I leaned back against the jeep and watched…Read more
How Children Win Battles

How Children Win Battles

"Grandma?" Billy's voice pierced my dreams and pulled me out of the deep, warm fog of sleep that I'd been so happily lost in. I struggled, opening my eyelids. I…Read more
Modesty Strikes Again

Modesty Strikes Again

“Grandma and Poppy, I’m going to go put on my pajamas now,” Barrett, age six, jabbed his finger in the air and assumed a righteous air. “So don’t open this…Read more