Redneck Girls

 

Look at them,

all cute

pink

purple

glitter

and

ruffles.

 

And then you hear their conversation.

 

But first the background.

Gracelyn's Mom,

Shawnee, watches Kamden every day,

Kendall

Tuesday and Thursday.

Monday, Wednesday and Friday,

I keep Kendall.

I drive to Shawnee's house

and pick her up and

put Gracelyn on the school bus

those days.

 

Shelby usually drops the kids off about 15 minutes before

I get there.

 

Friday morning

when I pull in

I see red drips in the snow

and

a big puddle of red.

 

I immediately think transmission fluid.

I call Shelby and tell her that I think her vehicle is leaking something.

I go in the house and get the girls.

 

The girls come out to the car

and

stop dead in their tracks

looking down.

 

I am not sure which one commented first.

 

They are four and five.

It was cold.

I just wanted them to get in the car!

 

"Someone shot a deer right here!"

"Who shot a deer right in the driveway?"

"Did my Daddy shoot a deer right here?"

"Look the deer went down the driveway!"

 

Girls, that is not deer blood,

Kendall your mom's car is leaking.

 

"Is my mom's car leaking blood?"

"I think someone shot a deer."

 

Girls,

get

in

the

car!

 

"But why is there deer blood in the driveway?"

"I still think that someone shot a deer."

 

 

Only in Rural America!