Now I am one for education and rarely does the oldest country kid miss school. But I felt that there were some life lessons that were much more important then book learning that day, so I called the school in the morning and told them he would not be in. We loaded up the car, Heidi the homestead hound and all and drove two hours south to tackle the tree.
When I was a kid, I HATED when we would cut wood for winter. I mean I would lie and tell my parents I had to poop so I could hide in the bathroom and not help. I look back and I know they knew what I was up to. I felt bad about not pulling my weight back then and was determined to show them I had grown up. When we arrived we quickly set to work and I did not use the bathroom till break time! LOL
We were moving at a steady pace but I did get a little lonely back in the woods. To pass the time between tractor loads I made myself a little leaf friend to hang out with. I know, I am a little weird. Luckily we got a good rhythm going and it was only around five minutes between tractor loads.
I was hoping my oldest son would learn a few thing that day.... like hard work and helping family because that is was family does. But I too learned a few things that day..... my oldest son can be a very hard worker when he puts his mind to it. I don't mind cutting wood so much any more. Older men tend to over do it trying to prove they can still do it and end up sore the next day. My son can't back up a trailer and well, I wasn't that much better at it then he was!!! And most of all, it feels really good to grow up and become the woman your folks hoped you might be one day..... well, at least I think I am getting closer!