oh i’m not talking about me. i’m talking about ben. on his new bike. at the park this morning. i’d never payed much attention to the ups and downs of the path that journeys around the lake at our neighborhood park. until today. while i was pushing lyle in the stroller. and ben “i love speed but get nervous easily” thorburn got going too fast down the hill and i panicked (no surprise) and ditched the stroller in the grass (don’ worry, lyle slept through the whole thing) and went running after ben who’s screaming “MOM, HELP MOM!” by the time i got to him he’d slowed down and was pedaling again trying to pick up speed.