That *@#&^!% owes me $20 and a case of beer!
In all seriousness, this was very sweet and heartwarming and this
made me snort cider out my nose. The University of Toronto will be expecting their new keyboard delivered within the week.
Scylla has a tractor, AND an adorable daughter.
My life is meaningless by comparison…Oh well, at least I got to drive somebody elses tractor a few times.
I’m still not sure the ends jusify the means in teaching children.
I remember being horrified the first time I heard how an ex-coworker taught his kids to understand the word ‘Hot!’. When he thought they were ready, he’d call them over and light a match in front of them. Then he’d blow it out. The match would still be smoking when he’d tell them, “Go ahead. Touch it.”
Trusting their father, they would. And they’d burn their fingers on the smoking ember at the tip.
“That’s hot. That’s what ‘hot’ means. Don’t touch things that Daddy says are ‘hot’, or it’ll burn like that. Or worse.”
I know in my heart of hearts that whathe described was passive-aggresive child abuse, but I also know that it would knock the kids playful fun out of fooling around and not listening when either my wife or I said “Hot! Don’t touch! Hot!”.
I would have slowly closed the jaws of the alligator pliers on her finger until it was just tight enough to have her full attention. Then SMACKED her in the back of the head with my other hand.
Lesson? Trouble doesn’t always come at you from the expected direction.
I’d probably make a bad father…
If anything can speak to her as to what’s the lesson to be learned here…
it would be the tree.
My very thought. Tractors appear to have changed, man.