A New Toy

The other day, one of Casey's co-workers 

made him an offer he couldn't refuse 

and so, we are now the proud owners of a baby bike trailer.

Casey couldn't wait to get it home and hook it up 

for a spin around the block.

Orin was only slightly less enthusiastic about the prospect 

of two-wheeled family outings,

but seemed to tolerate his new chariot reasonably well. 

However, the plan for the new hobby had one minor flaw.

How would we transport the baby, the bikes, the trailer,

and the dog who can never be left home alone in one car?

We were going to need a roof rack.

Luckily we already had one, we just needed to take it off Casey's 

old Subaru, spiff it up, and install it in its new home. 

After we were all loaded up, tied down, and ready to go,

we headed off to the river path for our first bike trip.

Orin drove.

We biked halfway to Portland before turning around 

and cruising back to the car just as the sun was setting. 

I am already looking forward to our next ride,

 this time all the way into the city 

for some ice cream cones.

Orin has agreed to put up with another ride,

so long as when we get there we order him 

two scoops of mint chocolate chip ice cream in a

chocolate dipped waffle cone with gummy bears, hot fudge,

and just a touch of whipped cream.

I told him we would think about it.