Where did I go wrong? I often wonder what kind of sense of humor God has giving ME not one or two but FOUR boys. I'm not talking about preppy little boys that think tennis, country clubs and Lacoste shirts are the greatest- I'm talking about hillbilly should have been born in East Texas boys. Friday after school I promised we could go to Lovies swimming. It had been a long week at school and they needed the pool and I needed a glass of wine. Well, I don't know about needing the pool but I certainly needed a glass of wine by the end of the night! The fellas plus one almost fella (Britt's friend Ben) had their bb guns and took off for the great outdoors. As if the fellas needed any encouragement Lovie told them she sure wished they would get some of the squirrels that were eating all of her birdseed. I'm sure you know by now where this is going... Thousands of bullets (is that what u call bb ammo?) later they come barreling thru the house holding two squirrels whirling them around so proud showing anyone in the path. I come from a home that doesn't hunt or fish EVER so u can imagine how two dead squirrels went over coming into the Tegeler house! As I was in the far side of the house I heard, "GET OUT OF HERE WITH THAT … GET THAT OUT!" Of course I come running to try to save my family from some killer varmint but when I get there, there is only one little cute fluffy DEAD squirrel! The kids are ecstatic and the Tegeler's are in either fear or disgust – those two are sometimes difficult to tell apart. I walk outside to see who is in charge of this massacre and there stands my husband showing Jack how to hold a squirrel once it has gone thru the pearly gates. Like I said before – HOW ON EARTH DO I FIT INTO THIS FAMILY! Jack is having a blast he loves his new fluffy toy showing it to everyone. I mean everyone, including Mom (the screamer) and Dad (the shreeker)! Jack eventually tires and lays the squirrel on the driveway tells it "night night" and wanders on his way.
This is not the case for the other hillbillies – The older crew decides it would be a delicious experience to EAT the rodents. Proudly they help Russell prepare them by doing what hillbillies do, (I will spare you those details), throw them on the BBQ pit (after ALL tame food has been removed) and commence to chowing down! I think the worst part of this whole post is that the boys LOVED it! How incredibly gross!!! I'm definitely going to have to find girlfriends with daughters that I can adopt! Just another day in the life with Four Little Fella's!
***Footnote to this post - as I was reading this to King Hillbilly , he seemed to be offended! He told me to rephrase that as southern pride! So southern pride it is... I still think hillbilly is much more fitting but if I want King "Southern Pride" to handle the dead rodents then southern pride it is!
Again Such Happy Fella's
Britt and the "Almost Fella – Ben"
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