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Abraham Lincoln and his Sons
Abraham Lincoln and his Sons
Abraham Lincoln and his Sons
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Abraham Lincoln was not the world's best parent according to Bob Lincoln, but who is? Nobody is perfect not even the sixteenth president. Lincoln adores his two codgers, but they get into their fair share of troubles such as hanging the neighbors dogs or destroying their father's law office. Billie Herndon found his law partner's parenting skills much to be desired.

Life in the White House fishbowl didn't improve his parenting skills. Nevertheless, Lincoln wouldn't have changed a thing. How does he stack up as a parent? Gleen ideas from his quirky parenting techniques. Anyone for a haircut? That is one thing a parent should never do to a son's friend's head of hair.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJG Hampton
Release dateJun 19, 2013
ISBN9781301777266
Abraham Lincoln and his Sons
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JG Hampton

J. G. Hampton is a full time author/illustrator who graduated magna cum laude from the University of Utah as an educator who thanks to recertification requirements has accumulated enough hours for a master’s degree from Utah State University. A survivor of both a wicked mother-in-law and a wicked stepmother who stole her inheritance, she’s trying to live happily ever after despite a few evil spells during her life. Being left handed in a right handed world, she has yet to master Leonardo Da Vinci’s mirror handwriting technique, but she has mastered being a reverse image identical mirror twin who not only survived her birth as the runt of the litter, but the birthing of three daughters and over twenty literary magnum opuses in several genres. While constantly rooting for the underdogs of the world, she looks at crystal goblets and life as being half full rather than half empty. A firm believer that one must create their own magic if one is to enjoy life. She enjoys happy endings in her fiction and nonfiction musings. Enjoy her work on Smashwords

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    Smashwords edition 2013 Abraham Lincoln and his Sons by J.G. Hampton. Please respect the hard work and rights of the author by paying for your E-book. If you would like to share with a friend, please purchase an additional copy at smashwords.com. E-books make great gifts. Read other books by J.G. Hampton: The Secret in the Garden, Charlotte and the Humongous Bat, Charlotte and the Ice Cream Factory, Charlotte and the Easter Rabbit, The Tale of Pinkalotta Rose Pipsqueak in Bullies for You, Confessions of a Former Fairy Godmother, Diary of a Wimpy Czarovitch, The Snow Queen's Life and Times, Haunted Halls, Tales and Toys, The Bog Queen's Mile High Pie Fly and the historical novel- Polygamy, was it Worth Dying For?

    Chapter One - An Apple Doesn't Fall Far from the Tree- ( Springfield, Illinois 1860)

    Sorry, Pa. Tad and I couldn’t help ourselves. We’ve never been to Niagara Falls, but we’ve heard about it and we wanted to make our own falls on the front stairs. Are you going to lick us? Ma’s madder than I’ve ever seen her; madder even than when we tied the ladies bonnet strings together to the back of their chairs last month during their get together. One old woman said we were two young hooligans who should be locked up- even after I apologized to her. Ma’s threatening to skin us alive. Do you think she means it, pa? Abraham Lincoln could hardly keep from guffawing out loud when eight year old Willie told him this, but he knew he had to stifle the urge. After all he was the adult and needed to act like a responsible parent.

    Sorry, papa deah! Fo’give us sinnahs. said Taddy repeating what the staid minister had said from the pulpit last week which his wife Mary had dragged them all to hear. At this, Abraham let loose a gusher and he had to bite his lower lip to bring back his composure as well as his self control. On the whole, the preacher's fire and brimstone oration hadn't much effect on the presidential candidate since he didn't choose to believe in hell, but the stuffed shirt's earnest words were hilarious coming from the lips of his four year old son especially with his speech impediment caused by his cleft palate. His sons were a never ending source of amusement for him. In fact, they were the lights of his life. The two younger boys, Willie and Taddy, in particular, added much to the quality of his life making it most worthwhile. He still mourned Eddie, so he appreciated these two live wires all the more knowing they could be taken from him at any time. If only Mary and he could have a daughter which was their hearts' desire.

    Well, Willie and Taddy, we’re all in a heap of hot water. You two are in deep, because you poured that bucket down the stairs and me, because I left it where the two of you could get into it. You’ll have to promise me never to do that again. We all have to learn from our mistakes. said the tall man looking down into his son’s blue eyes which were just like his wife Mary’s. Little Taddy looked more like a Lincoln with his wild cowlick which had to be plastered down with sugar water if it were to remain in place. His dark eyes gazed at his youngest son. He wondered who his second born, little Eddy Baker, would have looked like had he not died of typhus or tuberculosis before he was four years old. A lump filled his throat whenever he thought of him who had been snatched from the earth well before his time. His eldest son, Robert Todd Lincoln looked just like his impressive maternal grandfather his namesake, Robert Todd.

    You’ll have to apologize to your ma and to our employee, Mary. Both of them spent a week gussying up the house to impress important visitors and delegates and you rascals have undone their efforts in less time than it takes to stick an elbow in one’s ear.

    Sorry, pa. I should a know’d better. I didn’t set a very good example for Taddy. I’ll try harder. The sensitive child’s conscience had obviously been pricked. Of all of his sons, Willie was the most tenderhearted and thoughtful. More than any of them, this little codger tugged at his own large heartstrings. He reminded him of his sweet sister Sally who had comforted and consoled him during his own childhood when they’d been left alone to fend for themselves after their mother died of milk fever when he was eight his son Willie's age.

    Poor Sally was long since dead in childbirth and so was her babe. His father Thomas had taken off to find another wife to replace his beloved mother. How his sister and he managed to survive alone in the wilderness those few months was a miracle.

    My older brother, Bob, would never have done something like that. said the hooligan looking down at his scuffed boots while fidgeting uncomfortably.

    You’re right about that, Willie. Bob never would have dreamed about doing something like that. said the parent with a wink of his eye, but he got into his fair share of scrapes when he was a boy particularly stretching the truth occasionally. However, he hadn't the gumption to wheedle what you two codgers manage to come up with on a daily basis. The thought made Abraham ponder: Had Bob had to grow up too fast because he’d spent too much time away from home on the circuit earning a living or had he been born that way? There was no ultimate answer to the question. He’d often said to whomever would listen that his oldest son was one of those ripe, rare types who thought their best thoughts before they were five, but then didn’t do too much else afterwards.

    Well, sons except for embarrassing your poor Ma in front of important delegates, I suppose there’s no real harm done, but you’ll have to promise me you’ll never baptize the stairs again. After all, it was just water; but I suppose I need to punish you both or your ma won’t be speaking to me this week. Suppose the two of you each give me half of your white cake and other desserts this week and stay in the back yard for the rest of the day and all day tomorrow so that your ma can cool off. You both need to stay out of her hair since she's had rather a hair raising day today. said their tall parent with a twinkle in his gray eye.

    I promise, Pa. Stick a needle in my eye. said Willie raising his right arm. His little brother followed his example. I pwomise Pa deah. said Tad

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