I feel as if my life is turning into daily episodes straight out of Home Improvement. For those of you not familiar with the show, it's a comedy from the early 90's, that deals with the daily trials and tribulations of an over zealous handyman and his wife raising three mischievous boys. Sounds like my life right?
I get that it is in man's nature to feel the need for "more power," but seriously, how much "power" do four and five year old little boys need?
My husband's latest Tim Allen moment involved a foot of snow, a hose, sleds, and two eager boys who felt the need for speed.
I opened my front door and asked the Bear, "what are you doing?" I could clearly see that he had dug out a tunnel in the snow which he was icing up with water from our hose.
Now a deer caught in the head lights, the Bear turned and replied, "The boys wanted to go faster."
"So you decided to create a luge in the front yard? How fast does a five year old need to go?" I was completely dumbfounded.
Visons of our children rocketing into our neighbor's yard down the hill danced in my head. Have our children not had enough stitches and staples for one year?