{ Boys on Bikes }

 

Biking with boys is a rough, unpredictable sport. Although bike etiquette comes slowly, boys on bikes do not.

Boys on bikes are powerful, confident and free! They are captains of their wheels; masters in the wind.

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When you go biking with boys, you may encounter things like this:

  • The neon-helmeted junior rider in front of you may stop abruptly in the middle of the bike trail. He will expect you to stop, too — although you had no warning.
  • When there’s an orange cone on the trail, warning riders of a hazard, (crumbling pavement, loose gravel, etc.) a biking boy will zigzag as possible to the cone before swerving. He will veer left at the same time you yell out in horror: WATCH OUT! It’s like playing a telepathic game of “chicken.”
  • Boys on bikes like to ride “hands free” on easy stretches, or when younger riders roll by.
  • The exhilaration of riding may cause boys on bikes to play “air guitar” for 5-10 seconds before safely gripping their handlebars again.
  • Boys and bikes enjoy a symbiotic relationship. The boy propels the bike, and the bike energizes the boy. I know this, because when a boy dismounts a bike, he is suddenly energy-zapped, thirsty, and ravenous.
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Summer bike rides with boys are the best.

Boys on bikes do not care about Haiku, but some moms on bikes do:

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Bike ride on a trail

Nature perfumes our journey

Through sunshine and shade

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Orange cone photo credit: Colin Czerwinski

{ Conversation, Cookies & Car Trouble }

Gianny and I stayed home from church yesterday.  We nursed a sore throat and headache, and we made cookies.

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Chocolate chip gingersnaps are a favorite here.  Recipe below.

Without competing talkers, Gianny and I had time for conversation, like this:

Me: It’s almost 2018.  I wonder what will happen in the new year? 

G: I don’t know.

Me: I don’t either.  But I’m pretty sure that you will grow and learn something new this year.

And we played a game that makes you drool and sound ridiculous:

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You wear plastic mouthpieces that makes it impossible to read silly phrases like: Stuffed Plush Porpoises.

And then my husband finally returned home after a trip to Portland, OR that was only supposed to take a few days.

Car trouble, a repair shop, junkyard visit, and avoiding a winter storm made the 6-day trip 4,350 miles long.

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Back home in Minnesota! It’s a welcoming -14 degrees!

Chocolate Chip Gingersnaps

(No photo. They didn’t last very long.)

1 cup butter, softened

1 cup packed brown sugar

1/2 cup molasses

3 cups flour

2 Tablespoons cocoa powder

1 Tablespoon ground ginger

2 teaspoons baking soda

2 teaspoons cinnamon

1/2 teaspoon nutmeg

1 bag semi-sweet chocolate chips

white sugar for rolling cookies

  • Mix dry ingredients; set aside.
  • Combine sugar and butter.  Mix in molasses.
  • Add dry ingredients and chocolate chips and mix all.
  • Cover and refrigerate 1 hour.
  • Shape dough into balls and roll in sugar.
  • Bake at 350 degrees for 10-12 minutes.

Happy New Year Thoughts: 

“Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.” Hebrews 13:8

“Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go.”  Joshua 1:9

“Let us run with endurance the race that is set before us…” Hebrews 12:1

“Fear not, for I have redeemed you;
    I have called you by name, you are mine.
 When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
    and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you;
when you walk through fire you shall not be burned,
    and the flame shall not consume you.” Isaiah 43:1-2

 

 

{ Experiments & Eternal Eyes }

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Note in code to my son.

Little boys and their dreams.

His face lights up, telling me about drones, magic tricks, or how he wants to begin a new business fixing things.

This won’t go on forever; someday he will be doing instead of dreaming. So instead of zoning out, tonight I prefer to embrace his experiments and enthusiastic chatter.

My little boy said, “Can I borrow some liquid soap?”

“What for?”

“I want to isolate some DNA.”

Pretty impressive, and found on page 62 of Show Off: How to Do Absolutely Everything. One Step at a Time.

It’s the perfect book for little boys to “amaze, investigate, create, explore, cook, and move.”

Now, they need a mama with plenty of patience and applause as they try, discover, build and do…

Oh Lord, please give me eternal eyes, patient eyes, to remember that my little guy will be little for a very short time.  Help me to nurture his dreams and encourage the gifts You have given him.

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