adventures in lawn mowing

We had a beautiful day today in the PNW. I had the kids go out and do some yard work in the sunshine. The girls raked the pine needles and leaves as Josh mowed. I was sitting by the front door in the house resting after being with mom in law all day.

I was watching Josh and then I heard the sound of the lawnmower eating something. The girls were all in the back yard so I knew it wasn't them. But I also knew it was something because of the sounds and face he was making. I thought a squirrel or cat or maybe a frog. It took a couple of seconds for him to let go of the mower and he was making these big gaspy sounds. He came in and leaned his head on the door frame...gaspy, gaspy...head on door...gaspy, gaspy...head on back of sofa...gaspy, gaspy.

Sarah pops in "What happened?"

"Is there blood all over the front lawn?" asks Mom.

"No," answers Sarah.

"Gaspy, gaspy! " says Josh.

"What did he hit?" asks Mom.

"He made metal!" says Sarah.

"Joshua, god of aluminum!" cheers Emily.

So here's what happened. He was trying to use the mower like a weed eater and hit the stone under the drain pipe and created sparks. It also left a mark on the stone. His father had told him to be careful not to hit rocks with the mower because it could start a fire. We had just watched a video on the race to space and all the blowing up rockets. Josh saw his life flash before his eyes.

We thought it was pretty funny. He does now.