See, last year on Memorial Day it was so beautiful out that Dad went and bought a bike with a seat on the back so the four of us could go on a bike ride. And this year after bludgeoning my knees on a tricycle that is for 2-year-olds, we went to the bike store and got me a new bike!
And man, oh, man, do I ride that thing.
One part of my new bike experience that I really enjoy is riding AWAY from Mae as she is trying to catch up with me, on foot nonetheless.
And with that purchase for me, Mae got herself upgraded from a little car to a brand new (totally used) green machine that's never been ridden (except by me for, like, two years), which she rides like the wind, until she drives off into the grass.
I often need to dismount my bike to get her back on the right path, which feels like a metaphor for what might be the rest of my life with li'l Mae... getting her "back on the right path."
Hey, Finley, why are you so blurry on your bike in this next photo?
Well, Mr. Questioner, you just can't capture that type of speed in focus on a camera.
