
Look at my baby! Can you believe the nerve! Leave 'em alone outside for a few minutes and this is what happens! First, I have a new oval four-wheeler dirt track running around my backyard. Next, they decide they are Evil Knievel wannabe's. She looks so tiny on that big o' four-wheeler.

This one is the instigator of the whole ordeal. He was so proud of himself for taking his baby sister under his wing and teaching her not only how to jump it but also how to, (as he put it) drift. Yes, that's right. My eleven year old understands how to make a motorized vehicle's back-end slide through the curves. I mean, where do these kids learn these things?
One would think that these children are being raised by irresponsible, immature, silly, crazy.... Well, you get the point. But really, where would they have ever learned such nonsense?
