I mentioned in my last post a few things about Farmer Boo and thought I would elaborate on what happened to us on a Saturday night in September 1997.
Farmer Boo just turned 7. He was a precious and very precocious little boy with huge blue eyes and long eyelashes. It was really hard to get upset with him - even when he needed to be disciplined, because he would look up at you with those eyes and your heart would melt. You have it right - I have a little charmer on my hands. He was also scary....you never knew what was going to come out of his mouth. His commentary on whatever subject came to mind could range from hilarious to crawl-in-a-hole embarrassing.
|Farmer Boo and his John Deere cake|
|B, Farmer Boo, Lou Lou, Spranger|
We began to walk when a car stopped. It was an older couple and though I would NEVER take a ride from a stranger under normal circumstances...this was not a normal circumstance. They were the sweetest people and they took us right to our house. It was then we realized we had another problem....no keys. Farmer Boo to the rescue again. He somehow was able to get into a window and unlock the door. Farmer Boo's daddy made it home not long after that and took both of us to the hospital.
I remember the night Farmer Boo saved my life as if it happened yesterday. Neither of us talk about it very often. It still amazes me how God protected him and kept him calm. He never shed a tear. I recall thanking Farmer Boo the next day and telling him how proud I was that he was a quick thinker. He responded with "Mom, I already know I'm smart you don't have to tell me and if I were driving it never would have happened!"