If Wyatt looks totally apprehensive in this picture, it is because he most certainly was. First of all, he hated the helmut. Then I tried to put the cover down, and it wouldn't fit over his head - he was sitting in there with his head tilted all the way to the left "Mommy, I do not like this." No kidding! I got rid of the cover, which somehow caused me to tip the bike over (the trailer didn't tip though). That made him even more nervous, "Mommy, I would like to get out." (he's always so polite the first time.) Finally we got everything settled and went for a bike ride. I wish I could say I enjoyed it, but I apparently I have the most uncomfortable bike seat known to all mankind, so I spent the majority of the bike ride wondering if the numbness in my nether regions would go away after I got off the bike (it did).But, we'll do it again because it's good exercise for me, and everytime I turned around and yelled, "Having fun?!?!" into the wind, I am pretty sure Wyatt was saying yes. It was that, or "help".
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