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- Chris Fabry
- Married to Andrea since 1982. We have 9 children together and none apart. Our dog's name is Tebow.
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After finding and remediating mold twice in our Colorado home, we abandoned ship in October 2008. Because of the high levels of exposure, our entire family was affected. After months of seeing different specialists for all of the problems, we came to Arizona to begin comprehensive treatment to rid our bodies of the toxic buildup. In August 2009 we moved into a larger home, four bedrooms, south of Tucson, north of Mexico. I am doing my daily radio program/ writing from that location. Thanks for praying for us. We really feel it.
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Thursday, March 19, 2009
I have two superheroes who sleep in the same room with us each night. I have to tear down the studio each evening and take the mattress into our bedroom so Colin and Brandon have something to sleep on. Last night I forgot to do that and I told Brandon firmly, "Get in your bed."
He was playing with two plastic Batmen in the closet. He looked out at the bedroom and said, "I don't have a bed."
Oops. I tucked them in later and noticed they had placed their six-shooters and holsters right next to their air mattresses. They have transformed from superheroes to cowboys. I know this becuase the other day Colin said, "I don't want to be a superhero anymore, I'd rather be a cowboy."
I also know this because just before the radio program yesterday, just before Andrea instituted the mandated "quiet hour" for my program, Brandon called out, "Has anybody seen my rifle?"
This transformation has come mainly because of the movies I've watched with them. A few John Wayne movies. They loved El Dorado. Kirk Douglas in Last Train from Gun Hill. That was in a 2 volume set for $5 that included The Gunfight at the OK Corral with Burt Lancaster and Kirk Douglas. They are enamored with the way cowboys walk and talk and shoot and grab their arm when they're shot.
The last few nights they have put on plays for us. They'll arrange our camping chairs in a semicircle in the living room, cut up little pieces of paper with the word "Ticket" on them, and raid the cash drawer to give everyone .50 to get in. Then they'll proceed to their play which includes A) a trip down to the OK Corral for a gunfight, B) a pause for refreshment at the saloon, and C) another trip back to the OK Corral for more gunfighting.
Then, when all the bullets are gone, they begin wrestling on the tile floor and hitting each other. Last night Andrea thought the action was getting a little too realistic and rose to stop them. I held her back. There's nothing worse than a cowboy's mother stopping a good fight.
He was playing with two plastic Batmen in the closet. He looked out at the bedroom and said, "I don't have a bed."
Oops. I tucked them in later and noticed they had placed their six-shooters and holsters right next to their air mattresses. They have transformed from superheroes to cowboys. I know this becuase the other day Colin said, "I don't want to be a superhero anymore, I'd rather be a cowboy."
I also know this because just before the radio program yesterday, just before Andrea instituted the mandated "quiet hour" for my program, Brandon called out, "Has anybody seen my rifle?"
This transformation has come mainly because of the movies I've watched with them. A few John Wayne movies. They loved El Dorado. Kirk Douglas in Last Train from Gun Hill. That was in a 2 volume set for $5 that included The Gunfight at the OK Corral with Burt Lancaster and Kirk Douglas. They are enamored with the way cowboys walk and talk and shoot and grab their arm when they're shot.
The last few nights they have put on plays for us. They'll arrange our camping chairs in a semicircle in the living room, cut up little pieces of paper with the word "Ticket" on them, and raid the cash drawer to give everyone .50 to get in. Then they'll proceed to their play which includes A) a trip down to the OK Corral for a gunfight, B) a pause for refreshment at the saloon, and C) another trip back to the OK Corral for more gunfighting.
Then, when all the bullets are gone, they begin wrestling on the tile floor and hitting each other. Last night Andrea thought the action was getting a little too realistic and rose to stop them. I held her back. There's nothing worse than a cowboy's mother stopping a good fight.
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2 comments:
Now Chris...those boys don't need to be fighting each other..
but then again, maybe they do.
I'm partial to RIO BRAVO and BIG JAKE (but there's some cussin' in that one that's not proper for the youngins- even though it's rated G).
I have two daughters and I hope they take a likin' to being school marms. I need to get them going on Little House someday- when they're done with Boz.
Keep telling us about the family, Chris. I love to get to know who we're praying for. You seem truly blesssed.