After all of the adventure we experienced in Colorado, sometimes being at home can be a dull shock to the system. So, my daughter and I went on a bike ride in search of enough adventure for a little girl. We both rode up the hill to a nearby overpass and waited for the semi-trucks to roll beneath us on the interstate. I know Amber enjoyed herself, but I have full confidence in knowing that the truckers enjoyed blowing their horns to make my daughter's night. Some of them probably have sons and/or daughters at home, and maybe, fulfilling the request of a little girl pumping her arm up and down on the overpass made them feel a bit closer to their own kids back home.
Monday, July 12, 2010
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