Man Stink

"Man stink, man stink!" cried Andrew as he ran into the house. His sister, Bree Anna, failed to see the great value he and their Dad placed on this. It was 100 degrees outside and they were helping me finish a backyard project. "Heat stroke, heat stroke!" should have been the cry.

My paternal grandmother constantly reminded us we should never "grow weary in well-doing." But, Andrew and Bob certainly did grow sweaty in their good works.