I am getting ready for my bike ride home after a morning of babysitting, and both munchkins want to come out to the front of the house to say good-bye. I walk home during the winter months and it takes me 40-50 minutes depending on the weather. During the summer months I enjoy the bike ride and I am home in 15 minutes. That's so much nicer on a hot day.
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On this day, Smudge wants a ride on Amma's bike. It is quite the feat to get her up on the seat...
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and holding onto the handle bars.
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She doesn't like it up there at all, and soon wants down.
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What a hoot trying to get her off the bike...
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while trying to hold the bike upright, and she is all arms and legs catching on everything.
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Next it is JJ's turn. He is easier to get into the seat and seems quite comfy up there.
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He is quite willing to go for a ride even though he can hardly reach the handle bars.
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So we take a spin around in a wide circle on the road while sister watches.
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Then it is time for both kids to get down, ring the bell a few more times...
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before Amma waves goodbye...
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and sets off for the ride home. The kids run along side me part way down the street...
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waving and yelling the whole way.
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They soon have to go back and stand with Buppa, but they wave and yell good-bye until I am out of sight when I go around the corner at the end of the street. They yell, and I wave over and over again. What a circus it must seem to the neighbours if they happen to be looking out their front doors.
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