Don't Stop a Tire Swing With Your Nose

Friday, March 15th

Lisa and Dave met with the guy about the farm and house.  We did a walk through to see the layout.  As we were coming into the kitchen, JJ comes running in screaming and throws himself at Lisa's legs.  What happened?  Jeremy bonked him in the nose with the tire swing.  No blood.  Nothing out of place.  Hugs and all was ok.

The folder came out and the discussion turned toward dollar signs.  I excused myself outside to sit with the kids.  Not my business.  Lisa said I could stay, I have good questions and think of stuff they don't sometimes, but this is their thing.  I already feel like a third wheel enough of the time.  

Upon talking to Jeremy I learned that he was playing on the tire swing and JJ tried to stop it.  With his face.  Hence the nose bonking.  What did the 4 year old learn?  Don't try to stop a tire swing with your nose.  Lesson of the day.

So there they are, Jeremy swinging along like a happy little monkey without a tail, little brother looking on wanting to be just like big brother.  Too short.  I suggested, "Try standing on the tree roots."  He tried standing on the tree roots.  He got on.   

I walked over to the fencing to pet Sheldon.  Out of the blue the screaming began!  "DONNA!"  I turned around.  There's JJ sitting in the tire, swinging around and around, clutching on for dear life.  Jeremy is two steps away hollering for me.  JJ is screaming his head off with tears streaming down his little cheeks.

"What's the matter?"  I began walking back to them.

"JJ wants to get off!"

"Is he hurt?"

"AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!"

I got to the swing, stopped it, the kid nearly tangled his legs up trying to get out.  I calmed him, helped him out, and held him up.  He tried running off.  I held him still for a few moments.  "You need to stand for a minute.  You were just swinging in a circle, you'll be dizzy.  If you run now, you'll fall down."  I gave him a huge hug and waited for the tears to stop.

When Lisa and Dave came out of the house, they toured the garage.  I heard a comment along the lines of, "When one door closes, another will open."  I thought, "Oh no, they can't do it."  :-(  They had their heart so set on this.  The owner and his wife left, we packed the kids into the truck and drove up to the barn to care for the chickens and horses before heading home.

As Dave and the boys got out, Lisa sat with me for a minute.  I frowned and said, "No go?"  

She turned and said, "What?"  

I explained, "The house?  Can't do it?"

She smiled.  Apparently, the numbers they discussed might be doable.  She broke out into a huge smile.  This is their dream property.  This is what they have been searching for every time we went to view houses and land on the market.  Every time we walked away from them frowning with a list of why they weren't right.  This has a few "not so perfect" qualities, but everywhere does.  It's all fixable.  We decided this was akin to "a big greasy cheeseburger with double cheese and extra bacon done just right, not too crisp but not fat limp and dripping, all covered with awesome sauce."  :-)  So happy for them!