Yesterday afternoon my husband and i took the little squirt off to the Lake to spend an hour on a pedal boat.
You know, the kind you sit in and pedal to go…go…go…nowhere really…you just go around in a circle praying the whole time that it doesn’t tip over because you were SO unbelievably dumb and did not put on the bright neon orange life jacket.
Yea, that kind of boat.
I swear the weeds were so high I thought for a minute they may tangle our pedal boat up and we would be stuck out there for hours. Oh! But I had the beloved Blackberry…so I could at least call someone if that happened…or facebook…or email…or twitter…for God’s sake I surely could have gotten ahold of someone. Unless the phone fell in the water. Which I’d be lying if I said I didn’t consider.
I spent the entire time glancing back at my little four year old, who had to sit behind us on his own little bench, afraid he was going to fall in as we pushed (barely) two miles an hour. He was wearing a life jacket. But it was a rental and sketchy as all hell. It looked like the last kid wearing it was (maybe) sixty pounds over weight and had squeezed their chest into that sucker like there was no tomorrow. The sides were all worn and faded as though it had fought a battle…a battle that most certainly involved a pedal boat, high weeds, family stuck for hours forced to swim to shore.
It was then, as I almost punched my husband in the face for picking the four year old up (lifting him over the middle of the pedal boat dangerously close to the waters edge…ok, not that close but still!) to sit between us, I realized I have turned into a huge, gross, sloppy, sad, pathetic girl! What the hell has happened to me? Do you have a kid and suddenly worry about everything!? My mind was racing with dangers like an insurance man on crack! RED ALERT! RED ALERT!
Meanwhile my son and husband are fancy free living the good life…Brayden more worried about a dragon fly flying too close to us than actually falling in the water. My husband leans back and pedals like he hasn’t a care in the world…
I almost passed out today in the car when Brayden said to me, “HEY MOM! LET’S GO RENT THAT PEDAL BOAT AGAIN TODAY!” I wanted to say no-freaking-way-are-we-EVER-doing-that-again but instead I said, “Maybe this weekend honey!” because I guess no matter how stupid-scared I am…if it makes him smile it’s damn worth it.
i'm an artist. i get paid to draw. i love what i do. i'm also a wine lover, a beer hater. a mommy. a dreamer. a writer. i fight bad hair days on a regular basis..and lose. but above all i'm really just a girl who loves my lovely little life.
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xo shelli dorfe