Today, Clay, my nephew Clint, and I decided to live life in the fast lane.
We decided to live a little wild.
We decided to live recklessly.
We decided to live on the edge.
We threw caution to the wind.
We let Corinn drive us around town.
Good Golly, Miss Molly!
Before we even started backing up, I told the boys to start praying. She couldn't remember where the gear shift was. Down the road Clay made a comment not related to prayers for safety. Clint and I both reminded him he was suppose to be praying.
We are in one piece.
Just a few years scared out of us.