N + 1 = Number of bikes you need in your life. Where N is the current number.
This is my Specialized Sirrus. It’s the grocery-getter. The pull the kid down the street bike. The hang out with the family on the bike trail bike. The bike down to the park bike.
Strava says I have a little under 500 miles on this bike which isn’t bad when most rides are between 2-4 miles.
Coblie told us she wants to get married but not have kids. Grayson asks, ‘who do you want to marry’ as he points to himself.
I was listening to a tech podcast in the car with Grayson this morning on our morning commute. On the podcast they were discussing automation taking over jobs.
He asked me, “Dad, are robots taking over?”
“Well”, I said, “they sort of are with jobs like truck drivers and cashiers.”
“What about your job, Dad?”
“Gray, my job will be okay”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, trust me.”
“What happens when the robots malfunction? Are they going to come after us?”
“You’ll be okay Gray. You just won’t be able to check out.”
“Are you sure?”
It feels like Grayson has leaped into being a big kid. He loves a good ‘bathroom’ joke, loves to play Legos, go to the park, ride on the ‘tag-a-long’ bike with dad play with his neighbor friends.
I snapped a few photos after dinner tonight. Told him he owed me for the sucker I left him have after clearing his plate. To be fair, he did eat a bunch of blue berries after school today.
On a whim we headed north to the Lincoln Balloon Festival. We met up with Mike, Sarah, and Colbie. It was good times. And there was a special shaped balloon.
Grayson and I have been having some bonding time since I was gone last weekend. After nap, he asked if he could take pictures with a (un-audible) camera. Having no idea what he was asking to take pictures with. We have lots of cameras. He takes me downstairs where I have some old film cameras.
He points to an old film camera that my grandpa had passed down. We grabbed it and I said let’s go take pictures.
He could have care less that there wasn’t film.
I wanted to get some good portraits of him so I grabbed my 50mm prime lens. A prime lens has only one focal length so you’re limited on the type of photos you can take, but it takes great portraits.
little big boy personality shines through. I am always corrected when I call him my little boy.
Okay, so a little more than 3 questions.
The Shoo family just got back from the US Virgin Islands. We spent a week with my in-laws, and my brother-in-law and his girlfriend. And of course Grayson was along for the trip. Lots of photos and video. Be warned: you’ll wish you would have been there too. I am going to try to break this up into a couple of posts.
In a not so chronicle recap:
Here’s the motley crew standing in front of Peace Hill windmill. The windmill was built in colonial times and used by Susanaberg sugar plantation. Note: Photo was not taken with a selfie stick or a tripod, but a good ol’ setting the camera up on a rock and setting the timer. #dadskill
Top right corner, multi-million dollar mansions over looking Denis and Hawksnest bay. There used to be a giant Jesus statue built in the 1950s on this hill but it was blown down by a hurricane in 1995.
Over Mr. Grayson’s right shoulder and down below is Denis Bay. Grayson was a lovely little kid on this trip. It was great just spending a week with him.
Mom and daughter. (Lynne and Sarah)
Lynne and Bob.
Bob had a camera this time. It will be interesting to see what he shot.
Looking up at the Peace Hill windmill
This is another windmill at the Annaberg Plantation.
A building on the Annaberg plantation. The hills were all terraced and would have been filled with sugarcane.
The texture of the walls is made of stone and cut coral rock.
This was our “No worries” friend Charles. He offered us sugar cane, “Wakes you up maaan!” And cut open a coconut so we could drink the water and taste the coconut. The water was excellent. It had a sweet taste with just a hint of the carbonation. Charles told us it would “clean your blooood.” The coconut itself tasted like eating an almond. He handed Grayson the seed pod and told him “make music maan.”
But how could you not resist a kid wearing a Bob Marley t-shirt.
Charles’ very appropriate vehicle.
Don’t you wish you had a coconut? More photos and videos later.