Spent the day at our friends’ home in the country. Hubby had promised long ago to help build a garage when he had time. Today was the day. While the menfolk did manly things like use power tools, grunt, scratch and spit (our friend chews tobacco), we women went to a couple of nearby garage sales and talked about our shared love of gardening. The kids watched movies and rode the quad….which brings me to the point of this post.
I am sure I lost 10 years off my life today. Son (18) was driving the quad with daughter (13) as a passenger when I heard a shout and turned my head in time to see the quad plow through three strands of electric wire fencing and come to a stop in the cow pasture. In that one nano-second of time every horror story I’d ever heard regarding someone hitting a fence tore through my mind. I flew across the lawn to get to them. Thankfully they were ok. Son said he got something in his eye that caused him to lose control. As they drove through a low hanging branch a spikey green chestnut hit Daughter in the eye. Son said the brakes failed and that is when he crashed through the fence. His biggest concern was that his dad was going to kill him. If only kids understood the only thing we felt just then was weak-kneed relief. They were back on the quad before the day was over. Good. I don’t want them living in fear.
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Comment by testanchor346 — November 9, 2005 @ 12:13 am