It Was a Pink Christmas

My boys got me the PINKEST BIKE in the WHOLE WORLD for Christmas! It's awesome. It's called Roxie. It's a baby-girl pink Schwinn cruiser with whitewall tires. Ian and Lucas added a pink basket, a pink horn, and pinkish handlebar streamers, just to make it extra girly. To top it off, they got me a matching pink helmet to go with it.

Then Ian put Asher's baby seat on the back. It's not pink, which is probably good. I wouldn't want Asher to be embarassed about having to ride in a pink seat on a pink bike.

I'm looking forward to TONS of Good Family Fun on Bikes in the coming years. I'm anticipating lots of time on the American River Bike Trail. Picnics on the trail this spring, anyone? 

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6 Responses to “It Was a Pink Christmas”

  • sundayhangover
    January 3, 2008 at 1:52 am

    I’m pretty sure the correct sound is – *squeee* Just sayin’


  • kittiliscious
    January 3, 2008 at 12:26 pm

    So cute. When you told me you got the pinkest bike ever I was all smart-mouthed and asked if it had streamers, and you said YES! *And* a pink basket. You were totally right. 😀


  • dakini_grl
    January 4, 2008 at 11:40 am

    I love Asher’s little serious look: “Wow. My mom sure is a girl.” =)


  • sarabellae
    January 4, 2008 at 8:32 pm

    It may be more like, “Oh shit. Is she qualified to drive this thing?” It was his first time sitting in that seat and riding on a bike. He coped pretty well, all things considered.


  • sarabellae
    January 4, 2008 at 8:33 pm

    Maybe I just have to represent for girls in this house!


  • firecathie
    January 5, 2008 at 1:03 am

    Great bike! Cute lil cheeks on Asher. 🙂


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