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| found at 'Fred's Place' |
Today they loaded up some wood and got to work.
Here is a conversation I had with Mitch this afternoon.
mitch - "Mom, come look!"
me - "What's the problem?"
mitch - "What is wrong with my hand? Something is on my hand!" He started to sound a little paniced. He's always been a little worried about having some abnormality.
me - after looking at his hands. "Oh, that is just a callus. You'll be fine."
mitch - "A callus! What's a callus!"
me - "Something that happens to your hands when you work without gloves on. Especially when you don't do hard work with your hands very often."
silence............. .................... ....................
mitch - "So, now there is physical proof that I'm kind of lazy?"
me - "Guess so." Couldn't argue with the truth. He is a master of getting out of things he doesn't want to do.
