I've been pretty busy lately. I've been looking for a good place to hide. In fact, I've thought about building a safe room. You see, the Sheriff is coming to town, and he's bringing that posse of ruffians with him.
Yeah, the Terror of West Texas is on his way. He'll be here Monday, and he plans to stay several days. He's been pretty busy lately terrorizing villages to the north of us, but he's getting a bit bored with that, so he's set his sights on his old grandparents. We went out today to stock up on medication. I hope we can survive.
Next week is Spring Break for most West Texas schools, so Courtney and the boys plan to spend the week with us. Xander and Jensen are no problem; they're both happy, easy going boys. But that Camden . . . . that boy's a handful, and he has no fear of anything. He's jump off the roof without giving it a second thought.
We haven't seen the lads since Christmas, and the two younger ones are still at the age where they change quite a bit between visits. Xander is pretty much the same from visit to visit; he's absolutely no trouble at all. All three are so different in appearance and behavior and personality.
I'll let you know next week how we fare.