Momentary Lapse of Reason

THERE ARE DIRTBIKES IN MY YARD !
Those of you who know me also know that I previously stated vehemently(and apparently hipocritically) that this would never,NEVER happen. All dirtbikes were to remain at the NY house. The lovely,rural,ungardened,cow littered NY house. They could only be ridden in a place where it would be tolerated by the neighbors(mostly) and during certain hours of the day.
It started innocently enough-we were invited to go away with A's family to her brother's cabin in the wilderness of Pa. Here we would be able to ride the bikes on 300 acres of prime dirtbike terrain with actual permission(how 'bout the apples?). Alas,due to circumstances beyond my control that trip did not happen. Now, I'm a caring and thoughtful Mom(in between the yelling and beatings) and I could feel their disappointment and sadness and I of course wanted to fix it(DUH!). Now you also know I'm a complete idiot. In addition to the Autobahn of Exton in the front yard we now have the Exton MX dirt track in the backyard. I will say they are learning many wonderful things at the expense of our grass; physics,mechanical engineering,botany,first aid and cinematography. This is the only way to look at it (ok rationalize it!). Actually, it's pretty cool once you get over the fact that there is a mud ring around the entire yard and jumps built out of compost piles. My method of denial is to only look at my gardens when I look out the window( I was never a big fan of grass anyway) . I also think how well tilled it'll be for reseeding later this fall and how I'm not pulling any weeds from the garden path because they've all been yanked out of the ground by nubby tires. And as a special bonus I remind myself that the police have not yet shown up!See it's all good! The dirtbikes will go back to NY in mid October and while I will be greatful for the quiet and the lawn- I will miss them. I will miss bikes flying through the air both with and without boys on them(don't ask-this maybe where the first aid lessons come in). I will miss boys working together to do something they like and sharing their fun with friends who have never biked. And I will especially miss the inventions like the helmet cam-although I suspect the rabbits and whatever that thing was that popped up from under the bridge was, will be relieved(as will our neighbors) that they are no longer being filmed for posting on Facebook, I for one will be sad to see them go.(OH but go they will- I'm not that delusional!!!)