When my boys were about 9 and 7 they became the official “men of the house.” I think it’d be fair to say they took the job very seriously.
For a while I had been frustrated with the loose and missing boards in our fence, that constantly seemed to need repair. I woke up one morning to the sound of hammering and came out to see this. Rhen was holding the boards while Dane hammered them into place. I was so touched at their sweetness to want to do the “man job” that hadn’t been done in a long time.
Later, we had several guys offer to redo the boards and make them straighter and more aligned across the top and more professional looking–but I wouldn’t let them touch a thing.
Every time I looked at that sweet, perfect fence my heart just melted. This was the offering of my two little boys who were so young and yet trying with all their might…to be men.
What great men they’ve become.
And I couldn’t be more proud.
