Consequences (aka You're In Deep Doo-Doo)

We have a snowmobile. I might have told you already, but if I didn’t, now you know. And this snowmobile is giving both SG and I more grey hair than we ever could’ve wanted.

You see, #1Son thinks he’s somewhat invincible in everything that he does, and this includes riding this sled. While we try to keep a pretty tight reign on him, we do have to let him have some freedom.

The sled and #1Son are currently grounded. Have been since last Sunday. He went out with a buddy to the river. We told him how far he could go and that if he didn’t respect the boundaries that were set, there would be serious consequences. (Yeah yeah, I know, fancy words but apparently it’s not okay to say “you don’t do as your told, you’re gonna be in deep shit.” to your kids anymore) And he respected the boundary, however, neglected to take his faithful companion (read cell phone) with him....and then was gone for 2 hours. I was getting kinda panicky when SG headed out to find him and his buddy. You see, his buddy had HIS cell, but it was turned off. How nice is that? SG found them, safe and sound, and told #1Son to get home NOW!!!. Then #1Son proceeded to drive over a metal pole, and then land himself and the sled into some trees. And as such, consequences were levied.

#2Son is learning to drive the snowmobile. He is very careful and cautious. He doesn’t go too fast and he just tools around in the back yard site. One Saturday (prior to the grounding) #1Son was at work and #2Son wanted to take me for a ride. So, I bundled up and headed to the back bush with my baby. I had to request he go a little faster due to the fact that we were barely moving. This was difficult for me, riding behind my youngest son.

Anyway, we were in the bush. We missed the turn.

We got stuck.

Then we got un-stuck.

It was fun, despite the fact that I had to use muscles I never knew I had to get this thing unstuck and moving again.

I'm not sure how I feel about this snowmobile thing...