The morning of, I woke up fearful of Scarlett's future response to being stuck in a tiny bike seat for two hours. My heart dropped when with the initial take off, Scarlett screamed and cried to get off of the bike, after the first 30 minutes of ride, she was bobbing and flowing to the movement of the tires and spent the entire remaining 1 1/2 hours talking to anything that would listen, or not listen.
Unfortunately, I forgot to bring my camera to capture the monumental moment of collapsing onto the Main Street grass and letting the girls roam free after two hours of bike ride captivity...but just know that every day since Saturday this has become a staple in Scarlett's daily attire...I think she approves of the new Becher family hobby.





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