This morning I put Wildebeest’s lunch in his backpack.
And laughed.
Since May ’08, one of these: COMBINATION LOCK
has been locked onto the top loop of one of these: BACKPACK
On the last day of school Wildebeest
took the lock off his gym locker and locked it
onto his pack for safekeeping.
And promptly forgot the combination.
So this morning when I laughed about it
he told me it’s “like the shoe thing and seeing who fits.”
Whoever can figure out the combination,
regardless of sex,
will be who Wildebeest marries.
Kids keep attempting
combination after combination
in hopes of freeing the Wildebeest.
It makes me smile thinking of so many friends
working to give him a happily-ever-after.
Tracy Abell 
That’s a great story! 🙂 Keep us posted…
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I like the story, too. It’ classic Wildebeest.
Thinking of you this morning as flickers hammer at my rain gutters. You have any at your house now?
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They’re sporadic visitors…they prefer the early dawn hours of the weekend (when we’re trying to sleep in a little, ha!). 🙂
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Ah, so they’re at your house in the wee hours and then pummel my gutters mid-morning. Nice to know they have a schedule. HA
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I like the story, too. It’ classic Wildebeest.
Thinking of you this morning as flickers hammer at my rain gutters. You have any at your house now?
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What an excellent story!
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An excellent story that just might end in happily-ever-after AND a lighter load!
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