Riding Motorcycles

 Today, the littles and Mike went up to Cub River to ride motorcycles.  They had a great time.  

Nathan rode the 100 with the clutch and did great the whole way. 

Jason rode the little 90 and had a great time.

They also got to take turns riding a friend's mini rzr.  

There was a big puddle of water that got zoomed through about a hundred times.  

On the way back to the truck, Jason got going a little too fast, turned to look at Nathan, and missed a turn.  According to Nathan, Jason drove into a ditch and launched off the other side.  Nathan said it looked like a bomb exploded under his back tire.  He went flying, the bike went flying, and the helmet that wasn't strapped on, went rolling far, far away.

                                       

He laid there for a long time, not moving and it scared the crap out of Nate.  Mike got to the truck before he realized the boys weren't behind him, so he turned back to find Jason laying in an awkward position.  He said he thought he had a broken leg because he was so crumpled and messed up.

The short of it all is that he's ok.  He was pretty sad and pretty banged up.  It was the worst kind of crash any of our kids have ever had.  He was just going way too fast.

It knocked him silly.  He remembers looking back at Nate and then he was flying and everything went black.  He's got quite a headache and was stressed out because he couldn't remember all his penguins names.  His four bottom teeth are chipped and he bit his tongue.  He had a huge clod of grass and dirt stuck in his hair and it took him a bit to get cleaned up from all the grass and dirt stains covering anything that didn't have a clothing covering.  We are so lucky that he crashed into a soft field instead of onto the gravel road. 

We've learned all sorts of lessons.  Number one, is to strap helmets on properly.  We're pretty sure it  saved his head from the first impact, but it did end up pretty far away from him.  We're also going to work on not riding so fast.  Especially on loose gravel. 

When the boys walked into the house, Jason came to me and cried.  He'd been so tough, but when he saw me, he remembered how bad he was hurting and how scared he was.  I helped him get in the tub and get clean clothes on.  We got some medicine in him and I brought each of his penguins in, one by one so he could make sure he still knew them.  He was seriously scared that he might forget them.  

We made tomato soup and let him eat it with soft crackers mushed up inside.  

Then, we had a great conversation.  He thanked me for being so good to him and helping him so much.  He was so grateful for the tomato soup and applesauce.  He talked about how scared he was because everything had gone black and he couldn't really think straight when he came to.  Nathan thinks he was out for 10 minutes and Jason doesn't remember anything until Mike got there (about 10 minutes later) so he probably did get pretty messed up.  He told me that he prayed and felt really good and knew that Heavenly Father and Jesus were helping him.  We said a nice prayer of gratitude and he was just so tender and emotional.  We snuggled on the bed for a little while and then he got ready for bed.  

I'm so grateful that things weren't worse than they were.  I'm glad they had a nice ride and had such a good time before all this happened.  And I'm so grateful that I am Jason's mother.  That I could be there to comfort him and help him and make things okay.

Crappy things happen sometimes.  I'm glad we can walk away from this one.  Life is good.