That first ride of the season is a doozy. All those “muscles” gone soft over the winter get a pretty good workout. But I had a blast. :boogie:
We got called home a few hours early because the short kid has a yucky stomach crud. Umm, happy Mother’s Day, Grammy? So after a weekend of beating the crap out of my winter-dough-girl self and sleeping on the camper mattress which can only be described as “SUCKS”, I got to spend last night sleeping on the floor next to my wee one surrounded by warm ginger ale, Saltines and the bucket.
He’s now snoring on the couch next to me while I sit here in a groggy state, hoping not to get a call from the Middle School nurse. (The tall kid looked fine and swore up and down he felt fine.) UPDATE: Short kid just woke up crying because he missed the weather forecast. My children are weird, I swear.)
I also came home to discover the Romanceland trainwrecks had not only not subsided, but have taken a turn for the worse. Granted, a certain amount of it is supposed to be taking place behind closed doors, but there are no closed doors in Romanceland. Putting “do not foward” in an email is like telling a ten-year-old not to look in Mom’s closet the week before Christmas. It kind of makes me wish I was still out on the work detail ride, picking beer cans from the 70’s out of pricker bushes.
I’ve uploaded several pics from the weekend, which I’ll put after the jump. I’ve also decided to start a family ATVing blog to chronicle the season, so I’ll be able to just link to it from here and stop boring y’all with this stuff. But for today…
Everybody else went to the left. But not my husband. *shakes head* Oh, how the mighty King Quad does sink. (Unfortunately for those of who would have liked to laugh at him a while longer, the mighty King Quad managed to climb out without being winched.)
This hill looks a lot steeper in real life. Especially when you’re trying to keep the machine from rolling while putting the camera back in the bag while only having two hands.
Breaktime.
So between our weekend and the short kid, my washing machine is going to hate me.
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Glad you had fun, although sorry the short kid’s not feeling well. Hope he feels better today and nobody else gets it.
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It sucks when the kids are sick. My youngest has been for a couple of days. Sigh.
On a funnier note I finally heard that Brad Paisley song with the ticks! :lmao: I could not believe it. He is so tongue in cheek that guy but really, why would you ever want to sing that song?!
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What is it with everyone’s kids getting sick allasudden? Give him a squeeze for me. Just a little one so you’re not wearing ginger ale or anything.
Hope you’re not too sore. Need doritos?
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Ack, hope the Short Kid is better soon. Have to say, I have a species of stomach crud, myself…
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It’s like wildfire. Mine came down with it Thursday night (I looked like this Friday: :wtf:) and Friday, her class was missing more than half the students. The teacher was out sick today.
Hope he gets better quick, Shan.