The other day before school started, I was “helping” Braylon get ready & picked out a shirt for him, after he’d refused 3 others. In the corner of his closet, I found this great short-sleeved, never before worn. Well, he had no less than a full-fledged fit when I made him wear it.
After Ricky came back from their morning drive to school, he said Bray was silent & sulky for a few minutes and then saw a sign that read, “fire”. Reading it out loud he said, “F, I, R, E…
F, I, R, E. That’s whud-I-want this shirt to be.
F, I, R, E. That’s whud-I-want this shirt to be!!