I somehow had the brilliant idea of buying and bringing with us a little moped for Hannah. I thought it would amuse her, and I was right — her little adventurous soul loves it with all of her heart.
I thought there wouldn’t be any safer place for her to play with it than the vast empty clearings of Granite Falls, and I was mostly right about this, too. I was just very wrong to think that this would stop me from being terrified down to my socks.
Hannah, you see, has no notion of what fear is at all.
“So we’re agreed? It’s going to go fast, baby, you have to be very careful!”
“Hannah, wait!”
“Okay, little monster. You know what you’re doing.”
The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans) 