Hero

Once when a certain someone I know was young they lived on a farm.
The stories they tell me are crazy.
I personally was way to responsible as a child.
I usually made very good choices and was quite an annoying goody two shoes.
This little one was not
At all
Often when his dad got home after a long day of work he would have to go spank this little one as mom would have lost her cool a long way back
One day he was so sick of having to come home and spank that he told the boy he was going to hit the bed and he wanted the boy to yell really loudly. So that is what they did. Mom was never the wiser and felt vindicated. The very mischievous boy never forgot that.
When this little one was told to not pick any apples off the tree to eat he obeyed. The next day his dad found a core still attached to the tree....the apple had been very painstakingly eaten..but not picked off the tree.
The farm still had a bull so this little one tortured it until it chased him into the hay loft. He was trapped there and felt a little chill. So he decided to light a small fire to warm himself. He was in the hay loft. So he proceeded to make the fire. It got larger quite quickly and so being the extremely bright child that he was he realized that things might be getting out of hand so he put the fire out quickly ~ with his bare feet.
He has so many similar stories up his sleeve....I just do not relate..AT ALL
I was pretty careful as a child.
I also lived on a farm for a portion of child hood. I never tortured a bull or built a fire in the hay loft. I was way to logical for that. I really cant remember a single crazy thing I did. I remember I worked a lot.I saved many a baby chick from death, and mice and anything else that was hurt. I remember I was sensitive to beauty and to pain. I held onto hope.
I wish I would have been more like this other child I am talking about. I viewed the world through careful eyes. His eyes sparkled.
He spent every spare minute outside.
He lived with abandon and cheated death so many times.. 
Somehow this mischievous boy and this careful girl got together and got married.
It has been a rocky road this adventure we started and are in together. How could it not be when we are so opposite. I am constantly trying to pull on the reigns and he wants to kick into a gallop.
How does he put up with me?
How has he not gone stark raving mad?
He is a hero
xo