Drivin' Down the Hill

We have a nice size hill in our backyard. The boys have centered many of their outside games on our hill, including their favorite: race our toddler cars down the hill at super sonic speed. It's laugh out loud funny to watch them struggle to push the cars up to the top of the hill and then race them down with horrified, terrified but yet happy faces.

There is also a small element of fear for me as I watch the ride down. The hill is steep. The cars go pretty fast. And my precious young'uns are barreling along at a million miles an hour in plastic cars I bought for a dollar at a garage sale three years ago. In other words, there is no guarantee these suckers will hold.

But the boys love it. On Monday, they inducted our neighbor's daughters into the action. (When I say "they," I use the term pretty loosely as it was pretty much Brennan who must spread a carefree, dare devil attitude amongst his peers.)