Ken may look like a mild-mannered man. He is. But when flies are in the house, he morphs into a hunter. It's him against the flies . . .and he ALWAYS wins. Last week, we were with Kristen and Jared for conference. They had a couple of flies in the house. Ken. Fly swatter. Dead flies. You get the picture. I guess Brielle got it, too.
Yesterday morning, the phone rang. Ken answered. It was Brielle. "Grandpa, I just can't get him." "Can't get who?" "The fly." "Do you want Grandpa to come and get him for you." "Yes."
Man, it was tempting to get in the car and drive the four hours to get that little invader. . . and to kiss his huntress.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Tempting . . .
Ken may look like a mild-mannered man. He is. But when flies are in the house, he morphs into a hunter. It's him against the flies . . .and he ALWAYS wins. Last week, we were with Kristen and Jared for conference. They had a couple of flies in the house. Ken. Fly swatter. Dead flies. You get the picture. I guess Brielle got it, too.
Yesterday morning, the phone rang. Ken answered. It was Brielle. "Grandpa, I just can't get him." "Can't get who?" "The fly." "Do you want Grandpa to come and get him for you." "Yes."
Man, it was tempting to get in the car and drive the four hours to get that little invader. . . and to kiss his huntress.
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3 comments:
That is the cutest story! What a wonderful picture too. ;)
Cute story! Sounds like Ken and Tom have "hunting" in common. Tom loves "hunting" yellow jackets. We have a yellow jacket trap in the backyard and he is always so proud when he "catches" yellow jackets.
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