When we moved from Indiana to Florida, we gained some and lost some. Specifically, we lost a huge garage (3 car) and gained a small garage (barely 2 car). So obviously we lost a lot of storage space as well. Our 15 year old really doesn't need her bike anymore, as it is not the "cool" thing to ride, so it sits at my mom's house, 5 miles away. Our 9 year old, however, needs her bike....at all times. This means we have to squish it in the garage along with my mini-van, the 57 Ford and the motorcycle. You might remember that she got a new bike for her birthday on Christmas....well, it is bigger than her old one and, thus, will not fit in front of the 57 so that the garage door will close. So, last night I moved it behind my van (you see where this is going?) in order to close the door. Now, when I did this, I had a brief flash in my mind of her new bike horribly mangled under my van....but I shrugged off the thought because I am a "good mom", and would "never forget" that I put the "new bike" behind my van. Well, turns out I am not the "good mom" I thought I was. I did "forget" and slammed on my brakes this morning, as I was backing out of the garage....unfortunately it was after I heard my van coming into contact with the "new bike". You know, it's moments like these when things seem to go in slow motion. I remember turning my head and seeing my daughters eyes grow wide with horror. She puts her hands to her face and there is an audible, "Moooommmm, NNNOOOOOOO!" All I can do is look at her and think, "Crap....my husband is going to kill me!" (There was a previous "wagon incident" in '98). I got out of the van, and ran to the back. Apparently somehow, somewhere, someone was watching over the new bike, and all that happened was a tiny scrape....and a bit of a gouge in my bumper. *HUGE SIGH OF RELIEF!* My daughter looked her bike over and prounounced it okay, and we got into the car and went on our way. Oh yes, I did have to endure the taunts and jeers of my teenager and her friend, who said, "And you're worried about US getting drivers liscenses!" Of course, this little incident will not be mentioned to hubby....there are just some things he doesn't need to know!
Tuesday, December 30, 2003
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Hummm, Blackmail material hahaha No, my lips are sealed. We won't ever tell hubby.........Won't have to, I know kids, they will blackmail you and he'll find out. BADDDDD Mommmmmy hahaha Lanny
Okay, my husband is in the car business and he notices every dent, nick, mark etc. When I have little accidents I try to see how long it will take him to notice my marks. I swear he walks by and simply senses a new ding without even seeing it. Then I hear about it for days, weeks, months etc. I'm glad it was a minor accident.
Happy New Year !! LAnny
OH im glad her bike was on harmed. Everytime I come here I laugh though.
Well everyone is intitled to two mistakes and lets hear it for the stay at home moms. Paula
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