"GRRR" My Daddy Said

Micah trying to break the rules by climbing up the steps.

Lucas hanging in the window because he disobeyed
and lost the priveledge of playing outside.
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When the boys were smaller they had a Goldilocks book that came with a bear that read the story. During part of the story this bear would say "Grrr my Daddy said". Why am I writing about this - well since then I have adopted that as my mantra whenever something annoying or frustrating happens. As you can image I have had ample opportunity to use that phrase since moving overseas. Today was one of those days. Let me just preface my story by saying that I know that my boys are not perfect. Over the past week or so we have been having more problems with a couple of the boys in our neighborhood. Today one of the boys kept harassing Lucas - pushing his car (with him in it) into the wall, jumping onto Lucas' bike and riding away, and hitting him. Well, I heard Lucas yelling "stop it" for the 100th time so I walked outside to see what the problem was. As I walked around the corner I saw the two neighbor boys spitting at Lucas. By spitting I don't mean a little spray, these were disgustingly huge. I asked them to please not do that again (yeah right - see my next story) and in case no one had ever told them I made sure that they knew that spitting was very disgusting. Well, about an hour later I hear Caleb crying rather loudly so I peek out the window to see what happened. He informs me that a kid (who repeatedly hurt Lucas the week before) had choked him. I could see the red marks around his neck - I was not happy! I ask Ted to go talk to the kid about it. Ted spoke to a man at the boys house who informed him that "it was no big deal". GRRRR my Daddy said!!!!! There are days like today when I want to yell out, like our boys do, "why don't they get in trouble?". My anger turns to sorrow for these little boys as I remember that there is no on in their life to show them or teach them what it means to honor God.