One of my three-year-olds has speech therapy on Fridays, so the other has half an hour with Daddy in the morning. He loves helping me with the bike, so we cleaned the chain (he turns the pedals while I hold the chain cleaning tool) and I drilled him on what turns what in the drive train. He no longer says ROCKET! when I ask him what the chain turns, which I kind of miss, but SPROCKET! is pretty cute too.

So I glided to work today with a clean drive train, big snowflakes starting to fall, David Sedaris on the iPod. I don't know if I'll be able to ride home tonight, since I haven't been able to afford studs or knobbies and the Marathon Pluses are pretty near slick, but the ride in was nice. We'll see.