So we talked Tanner into going snowmobiling. I hope that is how you spell it, and we got all ready and we put him in between us. In the first five minutes, I look down at Tanner and he is just crying. His helmet was where he could not see and so we got him all fixed up. He was almost relaxing and Jeremy asked my if I wanted to drive, so I did and five minutes into it we hit a bump and Tanner kind of slid to the side, Jeremy pulled him tighter and needless to say, he did not like mom driving, but he ended up having fun in the end.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
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