It was bound to happen.

It happened.  Of course it did.  We're not good about putting away our outside toys.  Bikes n such.  I'm not used to driving the truck.  Do you see where I'm going with this??

I was backing the truck out last Saturday and I heard a really loud crunch, scraping sound.  What in the world was THAT?!, I said to myself and climbed out to see what I'd run over.  Sure enough.  Hannah's tricycle.  Smashed.

I almost cried I felt so terrible.  But fortunately the kids were up by the house and didn't see what had happened.  Kevin quickly threw the tricycle behind the garage and I left as though nothing had happened.

I was on my way to Omaha, so I just made  mental note to myself, Well, I'll guess I'll get Hannah a new bike while I'm out then!

We had a talk about what happened and how we really need to put our things away.  I told Hannah how sorry I was and then we presented her with this...

Because it's nearing the end of the play-outside season for this year and Hannah's getting so big already, we went ahead and upgraded her to a big bike.  She really does quite well with it.  She's a happy girl.  And now we remember to put our play things away at the end of the day.  Live and learn.  There's no better way.