OK. The Bruce made the jump from trailer to bike seat this year. He likes it a lot better. He gets to see more stuff and mess around with me behind my back.
It's been POURING out for three days now (OK, it was descent for a little while yesterday but he was taking his nap) and Daddy is going stircrazy AND getting phat. So, the plan is this: stick him in the old Burly and batten down the hatches and crank off an up and down on the localish fully-paved bike path. Will my child drown?