Yearly post

OK, so my wife tells me that I should blog more because I apparently have good stories to tell. OK so here goes and I will try to write more. So Dalton has been asking me for weeks to go ride his four wheeler. So i finally charge the battery take Carson for a ride and get Dalton all suited up with helmet. He adjusts everything to work for him and familiarizes himself with all the controls. he then takes off down the side walk and was going to go across the street to the culdesac. All of a sudden he turns HARD LEFT, and full on the gas, oh God, what is about to happen, Dalton Lean, Oh Crap, the bike just flipped. running, never ran so fast. Oh good it flipped away from him, wait no it's coming back over. man why cant I run faster. Please God don't let anything be wrong. I finally get there. throw the bike off, DALTON ARE YOU OK??? Talk to me stand up no broken bones no Blood. Man, we cant be this Lucky!!, I'm OK, I'm OK . Good. I put him back on the Bike we head back to the house......OH MAN my Knee,, It BLEEDING. So we get back to the house and he has a little scratch on his right leg. I don't want to do this I don;t want to do this. I don't want to ride it any more. OK, you don't have to. so we have to have a band-aid. OK lets go inside and get one. so as I am putting the Band-aid on MY ARM, MY ARM, oh man . So he has a huge friction burn up his arm. As I am looking for the Antiseptic spray, He says, OK, so I will ride again but can we please get me one of those chest protector thingy's we looked at. Yes Dalton, i will go first thing tomorrow. oops. I knew I should have bought one last time I was at the bike shop.