The boys have spent hours and hours the last couple weeks driving an old stroller up and down the street in front of our house. Mason is usually the rider. They built a ramp for it and Mason tumbled out of it. The let it go at the top of the hill and Mason wrecked. He kept getting back in though. This day Miles had the run in with the stroller and, well, he lost.
PS. The stroller is now parked because they drove it through the neighbors yard and made some serious divots. The consequences were to put the stroller away...for good.
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I've seen that look on Mason's face many, many times.
Those are stories your boys will be sitting around the table telling their wives and kids at the Pearson family Thanksgiving one day. Except it will be bigger and better for the one who didn't get hurt, and more pathetic for the one injured. SO FUNNY!!!
That is the kind of story your boys will be telling one day at the Pearson Family Thanksgiving - sitting around the table telling their wives and kids. Except the story will get bigger and better for the one not hurt, and more pathetic for the one injured!! So fun!!
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