That's what happens when the sun comes out and the woods and the world around us explode with green and amazing flowers--you don't hear from me. I've got spring fever! If only I had some sort of way to compose things in my head and have them automatically go to my blog. I've written many posts in my head in the month that I haven't posted (and don't worry, I'm sure they're working on the technology that will take the thoughts out of your head and put them on your computer but I won't have any part of it).
What are the three greatest things about being a kid (in my opinion?): bubbles, bicycles and balloons. Seriously, what makes a kid happier? We've been enjoying all of those things lately, along with the sunshine. And speaking of bicycles, I have been on a quest for many years to find another cool old-fashioned looking bike to replace the one I stole from Jevon. "Old Red" was sitting out in front of his trailer when I moved in, all rusty, but with a lovely fat seat with springs, fenders over the wheels, a chain guard and all of those things that spell classic bicycle, even though it was made in the 80s. I immediately stole the bike (he wasn't riding it) and put a basket on the front and became the stereotypical English teacher riding to class with my students' papers in my trusty basket.
I digress... Anyway, I found a mate for Old Red a while back while driving to the park. It was sitting out with the garbage and as I drove by, I nearly died from the shock. I have never taken any freebies from the curb. Were they really giving this away? I told myself if it was there on my way home from the park, I would take it. It was. But I drove by. Then I pulled into my driveway, turned around and went back and knocked on their door. No answer. Went home and called Jevon and told him to get it. He grumbled and I figured he wouldn't. He did and was thrilled. "Old Blue" is a Murray bike from the 80s with all parts made in the USA! All it needed was a tube and a screw and it's ready to ride! We felt like kids riding around the neighborhood on our bikes that night. Tea and Kai squealed with glee from the bike trailer. Oh, didn't I mention that these bikes have no gears? Oof.... what workout!
And speaking of the Universe listening to my requests. I have been drooling over really nice cameras for a year now, but have had a dream since high school to really develop my photography skills. Well, the timing was right and my friend Deanna, who is a professional photographer, sold me her Nikon D70 for a really great price. You'll see some photos from that very soon.
Kai has been biking machine on his red Radio Flyer tricycle. Every night he pedals madly through the neighborhood while we follow behind. Usually that means he passes out from exhaustion--usually....
Tea's had some great one-liners lately. The most embarrassing one luckily was not heard by the recipient:
"Hey mailman, I'm nakey butt. Know dat?"
And yesterday, when discussing camping on the way to South Dakota, Tea said,
"I don't want to go camping. I'll get dirty!" Where did she get that?
The little photo sequence above was too sweet not to include.
More soon, I promise. It won't be a month this time!
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