First Day of Vacation

Birthday party today at the Bay Area (as in Galveston Bay) Raceway.  Go-karts!  I have not been in a go-kart in decades.  Seriously. And I wasn’t planning on getting into one today.  Although it was really a very nice setting, right next to the creek, sunny, breezy…  Somehow I got conned into saving my son’s place in line, and then when he didn’t show up in time, I took the kart out by myself.  And I have to admit, it was a little exhilarating!

After that I had the opportunity to ride with each of my sons, because they don’t meet the minimum height requirement to drive alone, and what did they both say the minute they sat down in front of me?

“Just hold your foot down on the accelerator, Mom, and don’t let it up.”

All I can say is that they don’t know their mom very well…

So we were off, and it was soon obvious that someone (probably Butters) told them that the best way to drive was to hug the curves.  Meanwhile, I’m yelling over the engine for them to take a more leisurely path.  When the boys started zig-zagging across the course just so they could ‘hug the curves,’ I admit, I took control of the wheel for a few seconds (more than once).  As you can imagine, that didn’t go over well.

What we learned?  They drive like maniacs, and I drive like a grandma.  A very responsible grandma.

Posted in life on 06/03/2011 05:51 pm


  1. They just don’t realize they have the coolest mom.

    I haven’t been on a Go-kart in thirty plus years. I’m betting that was a blast, grandma.

  2. Consider yourself lucky. Most moms don’t learn this about their kids until drivers training classes begin.

    • Alyssa Goodnight

      They’re a long way from being ready for driving classes, Stacy. :) And I have no doubt it’ll be a long, tortuous route.

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