The town we live in is primarily a retirement town. Tons of retirees move here from the big cities. It is just a beautiful place to be, smack dab in the middle of gorgeous Texas hill country. Lakes all around, wineries, and nice dining and shopping.
A perfect little town and we are blessed to call it home.
But the old people are starting to rub off on Bram. Yesterday he said more than once, "I better not jump off the couch, I might throw my back out!"
Or, "I'm OK, mom, I almost threw my back out, though!"
Or while talking to my dad on the phone last night he made this statement, "I saw a spider and kicked it in the legs, and made him throw his back out!"
He is 3 going on83. Poor guy, we are going to have to start calling him "Papaw."