Remember when Max bought Little Bit? Oh, happy day! Then he got too tall, went to high school, bought a car.
Fast forward to Saturday... Max bought a dirt bike. Oh, happy day... not.
It is not a road bike, so it's allowed. Danny and Sam, please do not phone home to tell me that you never got a motorcycle. I. know. that.
It's all fun until somebody gets hurt.
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Max - this momma is not happy! Come on over and I will show you some pictures!! A dirt bike is definitely a safer bet than a crotch rocket. Don't tell Emily - she will CHEW YOU OUT!!
ohhhh yikes.
I swear, when Hazel wakes up three times in the night because her gums hurt or she wants mama or when a sippy cup of milk goes splashing to the floor, I think this is the small stuff. Parenting is going to have bigger challenges. A driving teen, a motorcycle... these things stress a mama out!
Don't worry about him though. Easier said than done! Just whisper lots of prayers and let God take over.
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