It meant we took a long bike ride.
Me and our Little #3,
Riding to the nearest otherRedbox to turn in our movies.
I gave him the choice…
Of either walking back and driving…
Or taking our bikes and–
He chose his pedals.
And I’m so glad.
On the way there we heard a herd of birds–
Chirping and chattering and paused to see the cause.
A regal hawk–so still and silent–landed nearby.
The mama and daddy birds frantically squawked at the hawk…
As their six fluffy young ones made feeble fluttering attempts.
Because we were riding…
Not in a hurry,
We stayed until the hawk flew far away and we were free to leave–
We ate a lot of bugs together.
They were out in swarms along the bike path.
We decided that next time we’d wear goggles.
And keep our mouths shut.
And I smiled at the thought of me in goggles on my bike.
But–it makes sense–to keep the bugs out–
Plus, I’d wear pretty much anything for that little guy.
And he thought it was a good idea.
We passed an interesting crowd.
On our bikes–we passed them.
I waited for our little guy to ask:
“Is she a woman of the night?”
He’s been using that phrase recently.
We’re still not sure where he heard it or what exactly he thinks it means.
It probably means he needs to take a long bike ride with his dad real soon.
But he still yelled at them.
Yelled as we passed by:
Hey– Hi !!!
Bike weaving, hand waving, smile wide…
(In hopes of making a connection).
Oh–how thankful I am that first Redbox was broken.
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