|This was a morning during the break. Everyone hd just gotten|
up. They were watching TV.
Hannah Grace needed help narrowing her broad choice of a research project for school. She wanted something in history, but wanted it to appeal to her classmates because there was going to be some kind of contest or choice. Something about only a few subjects would be chosen to actually use, and she really wanted hers to be picked. But she feared the boys (those yucky boys!) would never agree to anything she offered. So, I accepted the challenge and we put our girl heads together. When all the rattling settled, what came out was “Bad Guys of the American West: And the Good Guys that chased them.” Cool. I told her, “Oooh, Jeege (how I pronounce her nickname of just the “G”), this will be fun. There were some really interesting outlaws from back then.” It sounded interesting to her and included the history that she wanted, and the West, which surely was similar to Little House on the Prairie because they were out West, right? Double cool! I didn’t have time to elaborate for her, it was a good bit passed her bedtime. She had to turn it in the
next day, so I sent her on leaving me to find books on Amazon for her to read to support her project. I quickly learned that these guys weren’t called outlaws because they played one on TV. These were some real, mean dudes, as in they were real, and they were real mean. Okay, well, I will tweak it a bit, I thought, and she can make it “Bad Guys AND Girls of the American West.” That’ll work, just sprinkle in a little estrogen to soften it up a bit. Well, Hello Dolly! My eyes were seared after reading the word prostitute so many times. I just added a new level of outlaw with crime by feminine wiles. I don’t know if I’m going to escape this project without some kind of “talk.” Anyway, I searched a little on Amazon and came up with Butch Cassidy, who I think read that never shot anyone, and Belle Starr who never shot anyone (and hopefully her extracurricular activity will be easily glazed over), Wyatt Earp, and about stagecoaches and the railroad (heavy stagecoach and railroad).
She and Abbey both are working on writing books. Hg has been “researching” for a couple of days, and Abbey has hardly laid her pencil down, winging it as she goes. That’s my girl! She’s writing about dragons this time, so I’ve had to come with the name of a kingdom in the sky. With that, the Land of Silver Lining was born. I’m pretty sure I’ve been mayor of the Land of Silver Lining for a while now or at least a City Planner. We’ve had a new normal day today. Eli and Abbey had their first Upward basketball games. I was thrilled to be there and could not stop smiling. His game was at 900 hours, and Vic came to me and said, “Would it be ok if you took him instead of me?” I said, “What?! I planned for us all to go. This is a big deal.” He said, “Well, yeah, I guess it is. You’re right, we need to all go.” Yes, it is a big deal; everything from now on is a big deal. It was just amazing to see him out there, just out there. He is not a contributing player as far as the competition goes, but he was running, paying attention, and talking with his buddies. To think of where he was just a few months ago, and then to see him today was truly an amazing thing to witness. Then, to come home and watch him outside, running on the sidewalk chasing