Whatever

I don't know why it didn't dawn on me before. Crock pots rock!! You can do so much with them. You can make dinner at breakfast if that's what you need to do. And lets face it once my kids get out of school there isn't much time for anything but homework chores, and sledding. I hardly miss a day without some sledding in it. It is crucial that I take my kids everyday, otherwise its a disaster around here. I like to tire my kids out so bedtime isn't so bad. Saturday we were at the usual spot, and we had to leave after only an hour, It had warmed up the day before so the hill was all frozen ice. I realized the slickness after going with Payton a few times. The other boys found a spot where they didn't have to use the sleds. It slows them down this way. It was hilarious! They were going down a very steep, very icy slope someone had put ruts in on purpose. They were like penguins going down on their bellies. After Sam bloodied up his arm, and face I decided it was time to go home. There was just to much jagged ice at the bottom of the hill.
Just yesterday we were at the pit sledding,and everyone knows by know its just suicide to go down the penguin hill on a sled. BUT of course Sam while I was dealing with Whyett in the car made a break for it. I just happen to catch the whole thing at the last second, his sled left the air at the last big bump, he sailed into the air for probably 5 whole seconds (which is pretty high). I was surprised to see that he was clinging to his sled (probably out of fear for his life) the whole jump....and then thud. I just stared out of the car window with my mouth open wide with shock. When he landed he rolled off his sled and it sped away from him, and he just laid there unmoving. I gained some senses back, and yelled for Cody (who was the closest) to go check him out. Before Cody got there Sam jump to his feet and staggered like he was drunk to his sled. When he got there he plopped down on it. It tucked Whyett into the back seat, and started down the hill. Before I even got half way there he then jumped up again and started shouting, "that was sooo awesome, you guys have gotta try it, yeah!!!" I just stood there thinking OK this has gotta be a boy thing right? I shook my head and went back to the car. Before I knew it they were all taking turns doing it?????? So I say "Whatever!"? I used to be so protective, and careful, but what I realized was that they are so much happier when they are aloud to do things like this, and in some weird way it boosts their confidence to be doing things that are hard, or scary to them. Weird, but as my saying goes around here "Whatever". I just keep learning over, and over around here that I don't know crap, and there's no manuel except life experiences. Anyone feel the same?