First Bike Ride

I was cleaning up from dinner and didn't realize what momentous firsts were happening outside. I peered out the window to see John circling the cul-de-sac with a fat hobbit on the back. I guess because I still think she is 3 months old, I wasn't expecting her to be stuffed in a bike helmet going for a bike ride. It was cute to me that she was holding on.

Worry set in as she realized her turn might be up and she wasn't going to have that.