Kev was gone this weekend looking into future job prospects in MA and I literally only saw O-dog for food/bed. He would go out in the morning as soon as he heard any noise down the street and not come back until dinner or even later. Of course I would check on him either from the back porch or walk down the street but he wanted nothing to do with coming home unless necessary.
I said I didn't think this was the greatest idea as we live on a substantial hill but Brandon assured me he had his helmet on so he'd be fine. His parents are always yelling out of the house to him and I didn't want them on my bad side too, he didn't listen to me either.
Brandon brought over his monster truck collection, nicely put away in a carrying case. I asked O why he didn't take care of his monster trucks/toys like Brandon does and he quickly replied "you don't buy me these kind of cases mom". Brandon is 9yo and is kind of ummmm how do I say this nicely "nerdy" but he and O get along so well and he's so sweet to O-dog. Brandon also has a "super cool" go-kart that O loves to drive and he thinks O's ATV is great although a lot slower than the go-kart. This summer is going to be so fun for O once they're all out of school, he's gonna be one tired little boy!
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