Sunday afternoon might have been one of the last warm days for some time. We decided to get out on the American Tobacco Trail and have a family bike ride. It is a great trail. It goes about 12 miles south, down to Chatham County. It used to be a rail corridor. Now it is paved with a bridges.
This is the first year that Rosie has been able to pedal on her own. Last year, she usually rode on the back of Susie’s seat, in a jury-rigged car seat apparatus. Now she has a pink bike with handlebar streamers.
Samson came along, too. In fact, Samson pulled me for most of the way.
In all, I suppose that we went about 5 miles. That was a good trip for Rosie. In the wee hours, though, it caught up with her.
“Mommy,” she said. “I think my knee is broken!”
Susie woke up. “Where, sweetie?”
Samson Doggie 