Yesterday afternoon, hubs took B to visit his uncle & look over the Ram Charger project {seriously, the projects issue is a post all of its own that I’ll write someday}. I did my best to air out and disinfect the house {another topic worthy of its own post is has to be so confused about it becoming – and staying! – Fall} while the were gone. Sickness, shoo! Shoo!
Upon returning home, hubs and son delivered some distressing news. Aforementioned {now potentially blacklisted 
} uncle took my one and only child, my heart that walks around outside of my body, blood of my blood, bones of my bones, and all that stuff, for a ride on a motorbike thing. Slow. Only the distance of a few houses. And on a dead end street. But STILL. On. The. Motorbike-thing.
Now might be a good time to mention that the Mom of the house here ain’t so crazy about motorcycles or such things pretending to be one. And it may also be a good time to remind you, lest you’ve forgot, that said kidlet is two.
Further distressing? Uncle learns about one of B’s favorite words. “Again.”
I’m getting a sinking feeling that this mom thing is not going to be all puffy clouds and butterflies.
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Awe! Sorry, but very cute! My kids all love to ride with K on his Harley! No, they don’t g fast or far and Yes they ALWAYS wear a kiddie helmet even just to sit on it!
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Wow I would be freaking out….granted I have never even been on one =)
That is some inspirational material. Ne’er knew that beliefs could possibly be this varied. Thanks for all of the exuberance to supply such helpful info on this post.