The time our neighbors all walked down to make sure we weren't on fire...

We just got a new lawn mower, and it appears to be defective.

I was planting some flowers in our hanging baskets while Cliff was mowing our backyard. I went to check on him, and up above him, was this perfectly formed cloud of smoke. It looked like this perfectly drawn thought bubble above his head, and it was eerily still, just floating above his head. Then suddenly, it dispersed, and holy moly. What appeared to be a GINORMOUS cloud of fog, was a GINORMOUS cloud of smoke, filling the air of our ENTIRE cul-de-sac. Neighbors from the top of the street ran down. Our next door neighbors quickly checked on us. There was no fire. Just smoke. If you dive by right now, you may notice we need to mow. We haven't dared turn it back on yet. Eek!

I posted this picture on Instagram, and my old roommate said I'm supposed to teach my kids to walk away from smoke, not into it! We've had that lesson over here. Adventure and curiosity apparent won that night, and I guess we need to have a basic fire drill recap in our house.