And now with spring here, this is what Clem and I do at night. Either a walk/run around the lake or tonight... a trike ride. She's keen to peddle the whole way, singing as we go. Cracks me up that the plastic peddles are mostly broken off and she still has the strength to push round and round, knees high, knees low. Not much longer before the 2-wheeler comes out, I suspect.
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