The Rambo
Meet the Rambo. A battery-powered, deer-pulling beast of a bicycle that goes up to 20 MPH without pedaling. Dad and Mom are almost as obsessed as the kids. And being that both kids have gone at least 15 MPH on the back of this ride, early Christmas presents in the form of helmets were completely necessary.
Spider-Man helmet for BearBear. Princesses for Amelia. They initially thought that by wearing the helmets, their heads would somehow automatically smack the pavement. We had to reiterate a thousand times that the helmet was JUST IN CASE our heads hit the ground IF we fell off the bike. Not sure they understand even now, but at least they’ll wear the helmets, and to that end, victory was won.
Victory, however, has not been won with this one and her bedtime, as of late. Miss Ella Mae has been especially clingy to Mama at night night time, and every time I try to put her down, she wakes up yelling at me. We think she’s having trouble getting used to pooping solids and hoping these antics dissipate here REAL soon, otherwise, well...well, Mom’s gonna lose her marbles. At least she’s cuddly and cute and smells good and keeps me warm.
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