First Dent

First accidents usually occur in the first year of driving. Riley was backing the Jeep out and misjudged how responsive the car was to turning. He cranked the wheel too tight and scraped the front end of the car along the garage opening. The blue paint pealed away like shavings from a lemon rind. A three inch dent with a two foot scrape was the end result.





Riley was very sheepish as he showed me the oops. I didn't get mad. I remember my own scrapes and dents my first year of driving. That is why we have the boy working on his driving skills on an old beater car. Not that the jeep is that old, but it is showing bruises.





Not ready for the freeway yet, I drove the boys and myself into town to see my sister out from the east coast. The ride was uneventful. We had a great time at dinner. My nephew fell asleep on the couch after dinner. It had been a long day. They had flown in and arrived at Grandma's about 2:00. Then we descended on them around five.

My boys love their East coast cousins. While my nephew slept on oblivious of the party, my boys started to fight over who got to sit next to the sleeping child on the couch. Trevor tried to sit on Riley. Then the boys started bickering over the noise Trevor's DS was making. Their nephew didn't even know he was the center of attention, sleeping so quietly and peacefully.

Meanwhile I ended up packing my boys up and leaving, disgruntled that they couldn't behave. How old were they anyway? You would think that two teen age boys wouldn't be having such fits about sharing a small sleeping child.

It was an angry mother and a silent drive home in the dark.