I am now beginning to really understand why Trever didn't get a "John Deere" until he was 3...not 22 months! Trever got the tractor for Christmas 2008 from Grandy and Papa Jack and this past Christmas they thought he needed to upgrade to the gator. I'm not going to yell "Spoiled" yet but I have to be on the "New every two" plan just for a cell phone. I'm just sayin. Anyway, so now we have an abandoned tractor...yeah right. Casen claimed that dude back when there was snow on the ground (not last week but in the actual Winter) ;) Today he finally figured out the "hold the pedal down constantly" thing. Apparantley he hasn't figured out the steering. Daddy took the boys outside to play and we had 2 accidents...within 5 minutes! I have to tell y'all that in a set of parents there is usually a panicky one and then there's the one that doesn't panic until Med-Flight lands..that's me. Michael is still afraid for our kids to go down stairs. Y'all I have a theory on this. I think it's all about where you were raised. Anyway, back to my story. So Michael decides he is going to multi-task (you see where this is going) and work on our landscaping while Casen is learning to drive. Next thing you know, Casen and tractor are in the barb-wire fence and Casen is yelling. One heart attack later Michael realizes that Casen is mad at the fence and that is why he is yelling...see pics of the tractor. Y'all he ran almost through the fence.
So Michael gets him out of the fence and turns him loose again and he drives straight into Michaels tail gate and keeps going, getting stuck under it. *sigh* He learned this from his Dad bc I never had any wrecks. (If you know me you are rolling your eyes at this point) Now I said I wasn't the panicky one but I nearly panicked at this point bc y'all I thought Michael wasn't going to make it! He handled it better than I thought he would have but still his nerves had had enough!
(Notice Casens eye in this pic...he climbed up on Trever's dresser and jumped off...not missing a chair...thankfully it didn't need stitches. Yes, I am a Dr part time) Here is Casen back on it after all of this. He is one tough cookie!
After all of this I then cannot find my other child...you know my good one...jk...sorta. Now this is something that I will straight loose my mind over...not being able to find my kids. So don't worry, I got my payback for making fun of Michael. Trever finally answered me...I think he could hear that panicky/cracking sound in my voice and this is where he was...
Nothing like having a house of boys!
OMG... I have tears (of laughter) running down my face.... I had always hear about these times, (you know when I either said out loud or thought to myself.. I hope you have a child or 2 or 12 that are just like you are!!!!)but I think what those that told me about these times forgot to tell me is how validating they are... and how you want to just say.... Nana-Nana-boo-boo; I told you so!!! See, See!!!!!! Poor Michael....
ReplyDeleteWell, maybe by the time he's 16 he'll have the crashing out of his system! :) Sounds hectic but you managed to get some really good pictures!
ReplyDeleteHaha Momma! I know you are prob. going to read this again tomorrow just to laugh again...I really did like the pic of Trever in the tree if I do say so myself! Thanks! The one of Casen on his tractor at the end really said it all to me. Barb-wire scratches down the hood, John Deere emblem hanging and all!
ReplyDeleteI just realized that Casen's shirt said "Rookie of the Year" haha...must be for driving!
ReplyDeleteI LOVE LOVE to hear your stories!!
ReplyDeletePaige Schloss
That is hilarious! I'm like you - not worried until there's blood (and a lot of it). Sutton still worries about him eating Gerber's biter biscuits and choking. I am starting to see what my house is going to be like in another year or so :)
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