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I know what you mean. My dad is gone, but he only had to look at me a certain way and I froze like a popsicle. Muscles locked all up like a barbie doll. My son, is a whole different animal. His flight instinct is very strong. All my husband has to do is make that little sound in his throat and off he goes, faster than a six-legged dog, just hittin' the ground in the high spots. My husband teases him about it.
"Keep it up boy, good practice for when you have to run from the po-lice a few years from now."
We all laugh at him and he just looks mildly alarmed. He'll be fine. One day he'll get tired of running and stand up and take his medicine like the honorable man I know he will become soon.
"Keep it up boy, good practice for when you have to run from the po-lice a few years from now."
We all laugh at him and he just looks mildly alarmed. He'll be fine. One day he'll get tired of running and stand up and take his medicine like the honorable man I know he will become soon.