My FIL asked me to come photograph some of the new puppies out at his farm, so I took my monkeys - I mean kids - along, and had plenty of photo opportunities!
First, FIL showed off his "4 wheeler" to the kids, and took them for a VERY slow ride ... he was laughing as I tried to hide my distrust and fear.
I'd finally allowed myself to restart my breathing, when I realized FIL had swapped places with my 6 year old SuperBoy - who was now driving. I held my breath again, trying not to scream in Mama-Bear style horror!
Apparently FIL told the kids "Let's scare your mama!" And let me tell you, IT WORKED.
With SuperBoy's sweet face, I couldn't be too upset anymore. I was just relieved the keys were OUT of the ignition. FIL is going to be a dead turkey if he does that to me again!
I moved us AWAY from the 4-wheeler, and FIL brought out the puppies.
After a bit, the puppies caused drama when SuperBoy got scratched by one of their little claws ... so we moved on to the next natural thing:
It was quite the day at Grandpa's Farm. I think I need a nap.
Or an anti-anxiety drug ;)