The Photographer and the Horse:

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Text: Baby Julia Sue Harris seats nervously on top of Sally the horse. It was common for a photographer to go around to homes in the community, so parents could get their children's photo taken.

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Neighborhood Bullies:

Aaron was riding his bike and a one of the neighbor boys threw a rock at him and hit Aaron in the side. Aaron came in clutching his side a fell into the chair. He didn't even say what had happened until I asked. When he told us Michael jumped up and had Aaron go next store and confronted the boys. There were two kids, but the one that threw the rock has tried to taunt Aaron into fighting him. The other boy used to be friendly to Aaron until he started hanging out with "W." Michael made sure the boys were aware that if any harm came to Aaron again police would be involved. He also informed both boys they were not permitted to walk through our yard. "W's little sister, "J." is pretty rude in her own right. I think the children are rather indulged by their parents because they are divorced, but both live in our neighborhood.
Both of these boys have moved here within the span of a year, so I assume we are in this for the long haul...JOY! As these bullying situations go the bullies will just wait out the trouble a bit then look for opportunities to get Aaron alone and without witnesses and threaten him. I hope this doesn't keep Aaron feeling like he can't freely go and visit his friend in a nearby neighborhood. I suppose I could get my tail out in the garden and be beautifying the yard, as well as, being a bit of a watch dog.

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Michael tried to burn the house down tonight. He attempted to make the kids some brownies, but left the oven on broil. Rachel came in from outside and asked, "What's burning?" I ran into check and smoke was beginning to puff out of the oven. I thought burning stuff was my job! I really think Michael needs to learn his roll in the family and stop trying to infiltrate my realm of poor cooking habits! Sheesh!