but I was so proud of my boy. One of our best friends has a 16 year old son that we have kind of adopted. His dad is a coworker of my DH and it is his boy. He spent most of the summer with us, and I became very attatched to him. He is a great young man, and dh are teaching him to tattoo so he can work with one of them when he gets old enough, teaching him old school, the right way.
Anyway, he went home and found that his mom had been severely beaten by her bf, and she admitted it was not the first time. He went to his Grandpa's house, grabbed the double barrel shotgun, prodded this drunken idiot out of bed with it, and told him to get out, now. He held the shotgun on this jerk while he gathered his belongings and slunk away like a whipped pup. He was made to promise he would never come near this woman again or there would be dire consequences.
Maybe it's a strange thing to be proud of him for, but I admired the way a 5'6, 150 lb. young man protected his mom.
Anyway, he went home and found that his mom had been severely beaten by her bf, and she admitted it was not the first time. He went to his Grandpa's house, grabbed the double barrel shotgun, prodded this drunken idiot out of bed with it, and told him to get out, now. He held the shotgun on this jerk while he gathered his belongings and slunk away like a whipped pup. He was made to promise he would never come near this woman again or there would be dire consequences.
Maybe it's a strange thing to be proud of him for, but I admired the way a 5'6, 150 lb. young man protected his mom.