Picketing...

We had some dirt delivered to house about 2 weeks ago. Robbie decided that he was tired of us looking like red necks, so he got his dad's tractor and was moving it. Nate and Carson were not impressed. They got a plan. Before long, they were throwing dirt clods at their dad. I was watching it all transpire. I was laughing so hard especially when Carson hit Robbie right between the shoulder blades. Then the tractor broke. Robbie didn't finish.

Fast forward a week...The tractor is fixed. The kids are still mad. Before breakfast Carson got a paper and a marker and said, "I know how to write no...N O... but how do you write breaking dirt piles?" So, I told him. He the followed his dad around the house with his sign until he went outside. When Robbie got started, he stood outside holding it up yelling, "NO BREAKING OUR DIRT PILES. STOP DAD!" Well, all the dirt piles are broken, but at least we know that we have a determined little boy willing to stand up for what he believes in.