Yet, anyhow. The boys have been riding their trikes around the neighborhood regularly, but Eric recently dusted off my bike to go for a spin. It had been at least 18 months since I last rode my bike. But, now that Molly is of the age that she can sit in the trailer, we'll be hitting the bike trails soon.
Molly looked like a princess waiting in her coach. She was so calm. She does pretty well on her own, but much prefers to have a handsome escort with her. And if it keeps her from crying, I do, too. Even if it means I'm hauling 30 or 40 extra pounds.
The Schleck...er...the Buschelman brothers getting ready to go. Eric found a trail bike on craigslist which both boys can use. In case you are wondering what a trail bike is, it is an attachment for a regular adult bike, that a child can sit on and pedal. Basically, it creates a tandem bike. Both boys love it, and we've gone out three nights this week to practice riding around the neighborhood. And let me say that I am really, really out of shape. Though, as I try to point out to my not-so-sympathetic husband, I am the one pulling the trailer with Molly and one of her brothers. Would you like to know Eric's reaction? "It has wheels". I don't see what sort of difference that is suppose to make. I still have to pull it. The child he is "pulling" is at least capable of assisting in the pedaling.
And this is a typical sight of Molly. Snuggling with her "Agnes" as she walks around checking stuff out. Nothing really to do with the theme of this post, but I liked the picture.
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I'm the biggest wimp on a bike. I know, it has wheels, but even without pulling a trailer I can't go very far. We really need to get Owen a bike. Maybe I can keep up with him.
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