just when i thought folding laundry was going to be our big excitement for wednesday night, silas pointed out his bike helmet in the basement. we've been emphasizing saying "yes" as of late. so when i pointed to his bicycle seat and asked him if he wanted to go for a ride, i had to take his vigorous single head nod seriously.
i turned the helmet around to face the right side before we officially set off, no worries there b-rad.
