Adventures that were a little too adventurous

I need to preface this by saying that I know I'm too much of a scaredy-cat. When we were on the carousel yesterday, I kept wishing there were seat belts for my kids. All I could picture as we were going around was that one of them was going to slip off and fall into the inner pit (a good 8 foot drop from the top of a horse) and crack their head open. What am I going to be like at Disney World?

But my husband has not been making it any easier for me lately. Yesterday I came back here to find this:

Yes, that's Pete riding a motorcycle. He went all around these country roads, while his friend Jeff, the owner of the machine, stood with me in the driveway relaying all sorts of pleasant facts like "90% of motorcycle accidents happen when you're going 30 mph or less-- like on these country roads out here." And after awhile, he asked, "Do you think we should drive out to see if Pete's ok?" So comforting.

Pete had spent a lot of the day with his 2 good old buddies; the 3 of them have all kinds of hair-raising adventure stories from their junior high and high school days... I cringe to think of them.

They look like they're all grown up now...
Another exploit of Pete's that caused me wonder if we've kept his life insurance policy current was this:
While he was up on the roof, he somehow encountered a large nest of hornets, and we suddenly heard him running along the roof, and then a loud yell. I thought he had fallen, but thankfully he had not. My heart is getting a work-out here!

So now we have these 3 little boys that will no doubt inherit some of this crazy adventurous spirit... Pete is doing his best to pass it on:

I, of course, prefer the moments like these that I had with Cole yesterday while Strider and Rayna were at a craft program. We walked around the gardens, nice and safe...

...although he still managed to get all wet and almost fall in the fountain...

Boys will be boys!

And even my sweet girl gets in on the action sometimes...

Guess I'd better buckle up!