
07/03/2025
A Flint Story.
I can’t say it’s real funny. But it was Flint.
When we keep the boys, we meet Abi with them at the end of her work day. It helps her get home a little quicker (maybe or maybe not). It’s what we do. So yesterday, we just couldn’t get Flint rounded up to get in the truck. He thought of a 1000 things to keep from getting in the pickup. As I’ve told you before, he brings me a Dr Pepper in the morning time. And yesterday was no different. But it was gone by day’s end. However, I have DPs in the fridge all the time. As we were getting in the truck, Flint started whining he was thirsty and only a DP would quench his thirst. I, thinking they keep DPs at their house as well, said “Flint, just wait till you get home to get a Dr Pepper.” Flint said, “we don’t have any Dr Peppers at our house.” I said, “well, you have water, and if you’re that thirsty for a Dr Pepper surely someone can go to the store and get you one.” To which he replied, “my daddy can’t even drive.” I answered, “what? I know he can drive.” He said, “no he can’t. He hit a rabbit on our road.” I said, “really?” He said, “yes, and he just kept driving and the rabbit stopped breathing.” I just never know what is going to come out of that kid’s mouth. His daddy does a lot of driving for his job that he works. Oh my goodness…never seen a kid like Flint. “Sterling, be careful. Don’t hit anymore rabbits. And get Flint some Dr Peppers, please.” 😂😂
You are probably saying, “Flint needs milk.” Well, he drinks his share of milk, too.
Happy Thursday!
~Eva~
Picture is selfie taken by Flint on my phone.