I should mention that it wasn't all fun and games. At the end of our ride, with Lottie situated between Andrew's body and mine, Andrew started in on a figure eight while in our driveway. Lottie and I nearly flew off the four wheeler! It was terrifying and made me extra mad. In a physically aggressive manner, I demanded that he let us off and offer a sincere, heartfelt apology for endangering our daughter. Neither happened right away. This dramatic scene unfolded in front of our next door neighbors. I climbed off the four wheeler steamed beyond belief that Lottie almost fell onto concrete while Andrew dealt with the embarrassment of having his wife kick the tar out of him in front of the neighbor kids. We have since made amends, but I am suffering post traumatic stress as I play out the scenario of what would have happened had I not caught Lottie and myself from falling. Andrew's still in the process of searching his soul for a piece of remorse! I hope this massive guilt trip via the family blog helps him find it! :)
*P.S. Andrew approved the paragraph.