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Boys will be … Texas Rangers

I have a son.

I do.

His name is Dash.  He is VERY NEARLY ten years old and growing like a weed.

And he got this badge last year in Fort Worth, Texas.

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He thinks he’s a REAL Texas Ranger now…

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And he’s got the artillery to prove it…

And not just a cap-gun either…
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A pocket knife too! (Not to mention the belt that goes 2 1/2 times around him).

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Look out son… there is NO pointing weapons at people, please!

(Even ‘tend ones – Mama’s rule!)

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‘Consider it holstered, Ma’am…’

Of course, there is no point in calling yerself a Texas Ranger (or even a Queensland Cowboy) if you can’t stare down a proper dare when faced with it.

Like tasting a bush oyster…

Okay here’s the hint

*waits patiently til you check and come back… or not*

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Dash had already ‘cooked it’ on the top of the branding fire, when his grandfather dared him to try it.

And then took a bite himself (the man has a cast iron stomach).

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So Dash ‘manned up’ and tasted too…

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How was it, Ranger?

Let’s just say, he definitely ate a BIT, but didn’t go back for seconds.

Mark it on the scoreboard for school next week, mate!

(Testosterone… it’s a weird, wonderful and HIGHLY entertaining thing…)

Love you Dash… even when you get gross.

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