ms. smartypants

Instead of riding bikes on Saturday, we recently rode on a Sunday morning, before church. I was very proud of myself for planning ahead and dressing my son in his church clothes before we left for our ride, because getting him dressed is always a bit of a battle, and this would save me one outfit change. Anyway, he rides on the back of my husband's bike; how dirty could he get?

I bet you can guess how this turned out.

Especially after the post-ride popsicle.

Lesson learned.