On Sunday Addison took us for a golf cart ride to see the newborn horses down from my Grandparent's house. We stopped to admire the cuteness and when we went to push the accelerator to take off....absolutely nothing. We were dreading the walk back with 2 little ones, and Carson had no shoes on, but luckily Grandmother had taken off in the van looking for us when we hadn't come back. She relayed the message that we were stranded to Grandaddy, and he comes to the rescue, with his truck and a strap...and pulls us safely home. A little embarassing...but fun at the same time :) Next time we'll make sure the golf cart is fully charged...
1 comment:
This is what memories are made of - "life is what happens when you have something else planned." How fun! Don't you just love Sundays at Grandmother and Grandaddy's?! :) Sorry I missed this past Sunday. Love you bunches!
Post a Comment