He is one of my great grandchildren.
Taylor is a great little guy. He is not a spoiled brat
like so many kids. All around, he is obedient, kind, happy
and fun to be around.
Taylor is a kid. A boy.
Taylor's grandmother, my daughter, has a treadmill.
A treadmill with a motor on it. Can you beat that. I
thought the idea was to get exercise, and it has a motor
to do the work for you! What will they think of next?
Now Taylor has been wanting to use that treadmill for
some time. But "Nana" has been refusing to let him.
Apparently Taylor can be persistent. So his grandmother
relented and let him use it.
After showing him how to use it, and the proper settings,
Taylor took off. After a bit Taylor made a mistake and
turned the speed the wrong way. Then Taylor found out
that the treadmill could out run him. The treadmill tumbled
Taylor around and then threw him against the wall hard
enough to put a hole in the wall.
Thank God there were no broken bones. But there are
large abrasions all over Taylor's body. He can stand up
with out being on an abrasion. But he cannot set down
or lay down with out being on one. The last time I
talked to him - yesterday - he was standing up - in the
Taylor has learned why his grandmother said no.
How about you and I.
God our creator and life giver has given us a some
"do's" and "don'ts" for our own good.
Are we listening?