Never Say Never

It’s a bit entertaining what we’ll do for love.  Don’t you think? Recently, my husband and I were doing yard work.  The Oklahoma wind had subsided from it’s previous days’ wind speeds of up to 70 mph so we had to take advantage of the pleasant weather.  In doing so, I found myself thinking about things such as when I will make my next trip to the grocery store and how I will ever be able to keep our home clean with boys and what if we get a late freeze and my petunias die. It really is rather remarkable, I know, the things that go through my head.  Stop the applause. Continuing on with my landscaping duties, I hear the vroom-vroom-vroom of my five-year old’s dirt back in our woods.  I peek around the corner just to make sure he is okay.  He looks at me and gives me the wave as if to say, “It’s all good, mom.” And then I immediately remembered an eight-word phrase I said on my back porch less than one year ago. “My children will never have a dirt bike.” As adorable as my sons look in their motorcycle attire, I am still not a fan of the machine.  I’m amazed at how something such as a dirt bike can bring out both fear and happiness in me.  On the one hand, I love how much fun they have and how they are just being boys.  On the other hand, it strikes fear in this momma’s heart when her baby think he’s Evel Knievel and loses his footing when he flies off his seat after a jump. I know, right? So, the moral of this story is don’t ever say never.  I am still trying to figure out what other lessons I can learn through this. In the meantime, I’ll just keep eating my crow.

8 thoughts on “Never Say Never”

  1. I’ve just learned to turn my head….or close my eyes. We do jeep flippin’ here…and you’re well aware of that outcome. Those boys….the size of their toys only gets bigger as they get older.

  2. Hey there – I ran across your blog through Mandy T.’s . . . Truly astounding! Just wanted you to know that I am so in awe of your story that I gave you a little shout-out on my blog today 🙂

  3. Ha. Might not be a good idea to say never when talking about things that boys think are fun. Didn’t work for my mom either! On the other hand, it doesn’t tend to work well for me as well. I did an high school youth internship several years back thinking that is what I wanted to do with myself. By the end of my internship I used the “n” word and said I would never be a youth pastor. Fast forward to starting a campus and walah! I’m a youth pastor and worship pastor. Oops. I just think God has a sense of humor!

  4. That’s part of being a mother,grandmother and etc..We want them to be tuff but not get hurt. I have to stop myself when the kids start rough-housing, I want to tell them to stop!! i used to catch myself telling my grandson not to play, but they also learn alot of life skills in these games. I had to learn they’re not my lil babies any more.

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