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 … Read More »

So…I disappeared. The weekend started well—got the Mustang shiny—but then it went all to crap. Fast foward to this evening…

The short kid went for his inaugural semi-solo drive. :clap: He’ll still ride with me for most of the rides, but he’ll be flying solo for short jaunts. He did really well, with good control and—most importantly—he immediately followed all directions. I wish you could see his face.

He did so well, as a matter of fact, that next time, … Read More »

So the husband and the tall kid are off to get the kid’s green card. No, he’s not an illegal alien (though we do sometimes wonder about the woo-woo alien thing). He turns twelve in July and at twelve he’s gotta have a green card proving he took the ATV safety course.

Helmet and goggle fit checks are done. Both boys got new riding jerseys and roost protectors. And wasn’t that fun? We force ourselves to allow our children to … Read More »