Thanks Dottie! At least DS's helping me work off the sweets I glutinously consume. I run alongside him as he rides. I�m not enjoying my �love� handles. Perhaps you can loan me some big girl pants. A while ago he took a corner too fast - the bike toppled and DS fell into the street skinning his elbow pretty bad. There was a moment of pause. I wanted to yelp and rush him to the house to clean his elbow. It took self-control I don�t usually possess for me to stand there and wait for DS�s reaction. ...which was to get back on the bike and ride the rest of the way around the block. Sigh. How many times do children make your heart stop with fear for their safety or emotional well-being? They should hand out Xanax in the delivery room to new moms.
