“Mama, I just can’t believe there aren’t any clouds. What do you think about that?!”
Our friend and her two sons caught up to us on bikes and we chatted under the canopy of towering ponderosas. Her seven year-old was on his own mountain bike, tearing it up. Her four year-old on a trail-a-bike with his camelbak. She was effervescent and energetic. Andy and I both thought the same thing, did math in our heads. I don’t even remember who said it out loud first, something like wow, pretty awesome you can all just bike way up here like that!
ps In this week’s mama digs, I wrote about My Swiss Army Ride. I carry a lot of stuff around in my car, it is my well-armed tool belt. Some might call it messy, I call it prepared. Click to read.
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I sooo understand the conflict about more kids. It seems like everyone I know is pregnant, and while I am over the moon about it for them- I am also sad that it isn’t me too.
We are out and about enjoying the last few warm days as well.
Enjoyed your post! Have a great week.