
So after dinner last night I wanted to go deliver some bread to someone I visit teach. I had just finished making it before dinner so it was smelling divine. Anyway, I told Cyrena she could ride her bike and we would put Natalie in the stroller.
She hears the word 'bike' and runs to put on socks and sandals
(such a fashion faux pa but you gotta love a 3 year old).
Then strangely she grabbed her backpack
(which isn't really that strange because she's obsessed with the thing and takes it everywhere).
I tell her she won't want to bring her backpack since she's riding her bike.
She replies, "But that's what the Elders do when they ride their bikes."
How do I argue with that?



p.s. This bike is about 15 years old. It belonged to my niece when she was little--when Polly Pocket first came out! I couldn't believe her endurance though. She rode her bike the entire way there and the entire way back. We estimated it was at least a mile round trip. When this girls puts her mind to something, miracles happen!





















