Friday, June 23, 2006


So far this summer, Iris has mastered riding her tricycle. And yes, she's wearing snowflake pants in June. I know.

Luckily her super-skill has coincided with Julia's enthusiasm about her new beach cruiser. Yes, I know I shot directly into the sun. I know.

Besides getting some well-needed exercise, this can only mean one thing; walks around and around the neighborhood. A few times a day even, if you can imagine. I'm a big fan of the great outdoors. I just don't get out as often as I should. Until now. With the bikes, comes the need for adult supervision. I guess that means me.

Indeed, it does. And resistance is futile because I'm not good with whining and if I try to put the over-zealous little Lance Armstongs off, well, there's lots of it. I must succumb to the call of the wild. And if you're reading a little reluctance here, you're reading right. Which is really so ridiculous because it never fails that when we've come home after a summer saunter (that's what I do, I saunter, while the girls put their 'pedals' to the metal) I always feel refreshed, revived and ready to run back to my computer and blog about it.

I'm hopeless. I know.

**mama says om


Anonymous said...

I love the pictures.

The other day, I put CJ on Tacy's bike and held the handlebars and pushed. She loved it. I'm afraid I may need to buy a tricycle.

Anonymous said...

That's all Q wants for her b-day.

" a baby bike "

over and over and over again.

Mom101 said...

When you're done taking perfect pictures of your gorgeous child, I sort of tagged you for a meme. You don't have to do it if you don't want---blame your sixteen websites.

Anonymous said...

Learning to ride a tricycle and a bike ... life's passages.

However, tying shoes and reading a watch/clock will be different for this group.

Velcro and digital.
My how things change while others remain the same.

Tere said...

You really do take awesome pictures.