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Little Brother to the Rescue

Guy Friend and his family have been out of town the last few days.  Chicky has been taking care of their dog, who is old and blind…and a true sweetheart.

Last night, Chicky decided to sleep at their house…just to make life easier for her.  She had to get up early to lifeguard, and she figured it would be more convenient if she was already at their house in the morning when she woke up.

She went over around 4pm, taking her laptop and other stuff to keep herself busy.

Later that evening, Rooster and I settled in to watch a free movie we had found through the On Demand service that my cable company provides.

Around 9:45, my cell phone rang.

It was Chicky.

“Mama, can I speak to Rooster?”

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“I’m in bed, but the house is too quiet.  I’m a little scared.  I wanted to ask Rooster if he will come spend the night here too.”

I handed the phone to Rooster.  After listening to her explain the situation, he said, “Well, Mama and I just started watching a movie, but we can finish it tomorrow.”

Then, he proceeded to gather his stuff together.  He had been scheduled to lifeguard with Chicky, so he grabbed his red trunks and other gear.  I have no idea if he even bothered to take his toothbrush.

Sometimes what a mama doesn’t know won’t hurt her.

😉

As Rooster departed, I couldn’t help but smile to myself.

Although he and Chicky had gotten into a ferocious argument a few days before, he put his annoyance aside when it counted most.

It’s such a relief to know that my babies (they’ll always be my babies, no matter how old they get) are looking out for each other.

This was one of those times that parents dream of…witnessing their children put their desires aside for the good of others…especially when the “others” are family members.

This is a memory that I will treasure in my heart for years to come.