Wednesday, May 25, 2005

Biking

Lest any of you fear that my husband has been abducted by aliens, joined the military, or become a work-aholic...
I'm here to calm your fears.
You see, the last couple of weeks have brought with them excellent weather. With the combination of excellent weather and his new found freedom, Buck forms this strange attachment. His feet become conjoined (almost welded, in fact) to his mountain bike.
It's a weird phenomenon, I know. One that makes it rather difficult for him to get up the stairs to our second floor apartment (but oh, you should see him try).

He bikes with his coworkers...he bikes with his friend, Nate... he bikes with me (when he's feeling patient enough)...I bet he'd even bike with the two little Mexican boys that live across the street if they invited him.
Anyway, if you're ever trying to locate Buck, check the local mountain trails
. You'll find him...
grinning from ear to ear.

Comments:
Oh. My. Gosh. You posted. I love you I love you I love you!!
 
Yay! You guys are still alive! Biking is cool. My sis is 6 months pregnant and she just barely stopped biking. It's addictive.
 
Caroline, you are the greatest. I was starting to worry. I thought the whole Pratt clan had fallen off the face of the earth. I saw Benjamin like a month ago, and I haven't seen your sister-in-law since our last class. I see how it is. I'm glad you're still here and you sound great. :)
 
He's lucky to have such an understanding wife. ;)
 
i just assumed his mom ate you both...
 
Em, I have just one thing to say about your mom, and you are going to feel highly insulted when I do. Just wanted to warn you.
 
ooo... the pre mom joke warning.
that's serious.
 
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