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The Story of My Kids’ Births

July 19th, 2009

Just got back from bike ride — Sunday Parkways. It was hot and kicked my butt. Fun flying down Alameda Ridge. We’re out in the yard with the kids now, getting all goofy, telling them about their births. (What brought this up? I have no idea.)

me: “You were ten pounds plus (my girl), you were nine and a half (my boy). You were so huge, you were like preschoolers. You just walked on out and started playing.”

Hockey God: “Yeah, son, you were all, ‘I want sprinkles on my sundae’ and she was all, ‘Where the hell’s the whipped cream?'”


(ps there’s one more Sunday Parkways, those of you who are in Portland and want to go.)


  1. WackyMummy says

    That’s funny! I bet the kids got a real kick out of that! =)

    Happy new week! (Already???!!!)

    July 19th, 2009 | #

  2. Steve R. says

    Sunday Parkways is always a blast.

    July 19th, 2009 | #

  3. Nan says

    The last time I rode a bike, I fell slowly into a bush where there were a colony of stinkbugs. This was after half an hour of pedalling and sweating and wobbling and swearing that bikes were different when I was 12.

    I have been trying to upload photos to facebook, and it is driving me batty! I will figure it all out, I will!

    July 20th, 2009 | #

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