What a Goon

Today I had my nephew come over and play again for a while. It was supposed to be the 3 yr old's turn, but he was sick and puking, so I took the 4 yr old instead. The 4 yr old loves to ride the tricycle so after a good game of Monopoly Jr, he won, we got the trike out and headed to the park.

I wasn't watching the clock very well and before I knew it his dad was there to pick him up. He knew we'd be at the park if we weren't at my house so he took home Jake, said 4 yr old, from there. That left just me and the trike.

Can you imagine how goony it looks to see a grown woman riding a trike through the park? If you can't, maybe you can track down one of the many motorist that were passing by. I wish I could've seen it. I bet it was quite the sight. I was standing on the back of it and pushing it like a scooter, by myself, down the bike path through the park. Smiling and laughing the whole way. What a goon!

I decided to carry it once I was out of the park. I'm sure it was a wise choice, though I'm sure my neighbors wouldn't be surprised to see me riding a trike down the street.