Christmas Comes But Once A Year

That saying can be applied to any of the holidays.  I don't know why we use it exclusively for Christmas.
This Father's Day, for instance, felt like Christmas.
Because.
Um.
We bought a bike trailer for Father's Day!
Hip Hip!
HOORAY!
Merry Father's Day?

Kenmo put it together Saturday night and Sunday we had our Maiden Voyage.  (Yes.  That's capitalized.  It's going to become a holiday.  The paper work has been filed.  You won't have to work on Maiden Voyage Day.)
It's orange and it's gray and it's magnificent.  It has a flag!  That's my favorite part.  I am going to decorate the flag really cool.  Some... how.  Ken suggested our family crest.  Which I would have to invent/design.
Koley loves it in there.  He likes the windows and the fresh air and seeing dogs on his level.  Kole loves dogs.  He says "dawd" and points (anywhere) when he hears one bark.  And if we are lucky enough to see one Kole will start clapping and bouncing and really show you some moves.

Ken making sure my bike "worked."  You can't see the Koley but can you see the breathtaking flag?  It's astounding!

So, on Maiden Voyage Ken rode his old mission bike (that's practically new) and I carted Ol' King Kole around.  It was hard work.  My butt hurts.  And my quads and shins.  Even my ankles are sore.  I would fall so far behind and Ken kept hollering back, "Shift DOOOWWWN!" 
But I ain't no holla' back girl.
And shifting down didn't help anyway.  It just made me look stupid.  I'd be pedaling a zapillion times a minute and move 2 feet.  Idiotic.  I don't mind moving slow as long as my pedaling matches.  Does that make sense?  It's so liberating to have one.  I feel like one of the cool moms now.  I keep saying that "Kole loves it."  But who am I kidding?  I'm the one who is completely gaga over it.  I mean.... I took three bike rides today.  And I'm going to try to take at least that many tomorrow.

Can you see a little head in there?  Or are you too busy staring at my gut?  It's REALLY sticking out for some reason.  "Not sucking in" is most likely the reason.

I'm trying not to be all boring and parent-y and only talk about my kid.  But, let's face facts.  I'm all of those things.  And this is a big deal for me.