The Christmas Centerpiece

A while back, I wrote a blog about rednecks and included a picture of a centerpiece that was a collaboration between me and my grandson.

Well, autumn is over and Christmas is near.

Lil man went through the shotgun shells and we had only red and green shotgun shells for the Christmas centerpiece.

Then he brought me three yellow ones and asked that they be included. I asked why and he said yellow like the star of "you know, that town" and three because the star led the three wise men to "you know, that town" where the Baby was born.

His first time using the wire cutters.

Please note the "wise man"

Yep, just like we wanted!

Carpools in a Small Town

Yesterday, I went to pick my grandson up from school. He goes to a private school and all of the parents and/or grandparents line up in their pickup trucks, SUVs, and cars and, one at a time, the kiddos are handed over by the principal of the school. No children are ever loose in the parking lot or on the street.

It's very organized, very safe and really kind of cool because it makes the principal not some old bogeyman but the very nice man that you see every day.

I was running a little late yesterday and in a bit of a rush. I pulled up, minus my camera, of course, just in time to see Dr. Mueller walk the little bitty 2nd grader across the street and help her into the bull rack that her Grandpa had come to pick her up in.

For those of you unfamiliar with the term, it is one of these,

just not as clean as this one.

Rednecks

How to tell if you are a redneck or if you live in a redneck town:

If someone locks the door of a pickup you need to drive and this:

is how you get in, you might be a redneck.

If two out of three of your local pizza delivery vehicles are:

pickup trucks, you might live in a redneck town.

If your grandson brings you his collection of used shotgun shells for your centerpiece:

and you use them, you might be a redneck.