Meemaw & Peepaw Hutsell

We used to be known as Paul & Vickie Hutsell but since the grandchildren came, we are affectionately known as Meemaw and Peepaw Hutsell. Vickie works for Kauffman Engineering (formerly TM Morris Mfg) and Paul works at Matthew Warren and is music minister and executive pastor at our church: Calvary Union Church in neighboring Walton,IN. We love the Lord for His grace to us and we also love all of our little g'babies too as well as their wonderful parents.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

The Shroonin' Saga

Wow, what a great time!
Last Sunday Megan invited Meemaw & Peepaw Hutsell over for lunch after church. Peepaw had talked to one of the men at church who offered his woods as a shroonin' woods for Peepaw to use whenever he wanted.
Well, he thought, "What a great time to do some one-on-one time with Isaac" Surely he has never had a chance to go shroonin'.
When he announced his intentions at the dinner table, Megan wouldn't let him go without her. She has been looking for a shroonin' woods too.
Well it worked out great. All the guys (including baby Henry) along with his personal bodyguard, Megan.
Before long Isaac was inquisitive about all the aspects of woods life. What is in he woods? Are there mean animals there? What would we see there?
Before we even got into the woods, he was convinced that we were going snake hunting.
All went well for about the first hour or so. Isaac would follow right behind as instructed, constant with his questions about whatever he saw. All his questions were answered with him in rapt attention, hanging on every word of all the answers offered.
Then came the creek. Just a small stream.. with a rock in the center, perfectly placed for crossing.
"Isaac, can you step o the rock or do want to hold my hand?" Peepaw asked.
"I can do it." he replied.
With that, he stepped out confidently from the bank and right into the stream, missing the rock altogether and sinking into the black soft mud up to his knees.
A firm tug latr and he was on he oher bank deciding ow to respond to the cold wet feeling now overcoming his feet and legs, about to cry.
"C'mon." came the command from Peepaw. "We've got lots of shroonin' to do. Stomp off the mud. Let's go. You'll be alright, it's just a little mud."
That seemed to appease him for the time. But before long the trip in the woods became more and more arduous for him.


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