Billy’s mouth gets him into more trouble than he can handle. His mouth writes checks his rear end can’t cash, so to speak. He has picked up some bad words along the way. One of the words he gets in trouble for the most is the three-letter word that also means donkey. The other day, my husband told Billy, “muchas gracias.” Billy heard the end of the second word and said, “Ooooooh, you said a bad word!” No matter how many times Scott tried to convince him, Billy was sure that he had just violated the rules. Scott insisted, “It’s Spanish! It means, ‘thank you very much’!” Billy would not be persuaded. Yesterday, Billy called me a ‘dumbo.’ We told him that wasn’t a nice thing to say, to which he replied, “It’s Spanish.... It means ‘flower’!” Well, we know he's not a dumbo!
I am 40 years old and the mother of three children: two girls, ages fourteen and sixteen; and one autistic/bipolar boy, age twelve. I remarried seven years ago. Scott was the first boy I ever dated in high school, but we went our separate ways. Sixteen years later, God brought us together again through Facebook. I majored in Bible at Tennessee Temple University, with a concentration in Women's Ministries. Someday I would like to complete my degree. I used to work as a newborn photographer in a local hospital, but I had to quit and be a stay-at-home mom for my special needs' son. So, I am finding creative ways to spend my time. I am an avid crafter and dabble in all kinds of medium. I especially love to crochet and paint. I recently taught myself how to sew. I also write books and am a hobbyist photographer.
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