Motorcycles
I'm probably going to be posting some pictures this weekend of M and B on their motorcycle. Tim grew up riding dirt bikes. He bought his first one as an adult after he graduated from college. A huge occurence because he was the first in his family to get his Bachelor's degree. Then he decided it should be a family endevour, so after moving to Nevada and our house being a half mile from BLM land where they could ride, he bought a little one for the girls with training wheels. Did you know they make training wheels for dirk bikes? It is quite adorable. I have to add that I don't ride. Tim keeps insisting he will get me up and going, but bikes are heavy, and I, on a good day, weigh a buck-15, and I'm a little nervous about falling over on it! I'm not the most coordinated person on the face of the earth. Heck, I had to start wearing my watch with the face on the inside of my wrist in high school because I wouldn't take the corner into the hallway sharp eno...