Practice was pretty cool for Grandson. Last night he got hurt, the boy that tossed him around like salad.. was a bit older with a year wrestling experience. I was mad and hurt. O, yah.. it bothered me.. but more than anything.. He needs to learn this, there will be years of hard work to make him cry... this is the time he needs to learn.. ya gotta roll with the punches and keep going... that's the only way to make it. His Grandma won't always run to help and fight off the bad stuff. He needs to work with it himself. He did well with that.. hummm.. I wonder what he will do with Grandpa there.. will he run to Grandpa when he gets hurt??
He makes me proud, but I don't want him hurt.. When I really thought about it, there were boys in there that were smaller and kept trying. The other boys that left the other day.. I didn't see them there.. When, I asked him about the wrestling he said he liked it.. I sez awesum! He practices some moves he learned at home already... One, Two, SHOOT!
Today, I thought I would take him to the park after his nap.. Yes, he still naps in the afternoon. At night I hold him and sing Good night songs, or just hum to him. During the day lotsa hugs and telling him he is too awesum.. I love the lil'guy. He is a true fighter... thoroughly..
Mickey's mom and dad.. I think they gave up on the boys.. I am upset, but I can't do much... I am mad at both of them..
I really don't think my brother will be around for another 10 years.. So, yahh.. I always have a guilt trip about yelling at him and just let him have it for being dumb. I did that to my last brother.. a month later he died.. Oh! Why do I have to have a dysfunctional family??? They're nothing but a headache, and heartache. No, the pasture is not greener on the other side... I guess I love them, for them... Crazee and terrible.. but I love them, they're my family. Ohhh gawd!
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