Last week when we were out at “the Lake” I took a bike ride with Kenny and my younger two kiddos. I need to tell you now that somewhere between now and 1990 my buttOX has grown two sizes but has lost it’s padding. How is this possible. That blasted bike seat kills my butt. So how I ever noticed this tree that was on the bike path is beyond me. Cause I was whining about my rump something fierce and to top it off my kids were not wearing bike helmets. And we had just been to the pediatricians office the week before and he made me feel like the worlds worst mother, when my children admitted that we don’t wear helmets (most of the time). So my butt bones were aching and I was super paranoid that Dr. K was gonna show up in from of us with a warrant for my arrest. By the way, I realize that my husband is an ER doctor and sees bazillions of head injuries…he realizes it too. Ok this bike helmet issue is for a whole nother day.
But that wasn’t the thing that was most interesting to me. Do you see it? The face….the tree was watching over the bike path. Ah-ya…..
I swear…I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. Was sure it was going to move. Drop that arm in front of me and suck me into the forest…never to see my family again! Have I ever told you I have an extremely over active imagination? This is why I can’t watch scary movies.
Beware of kwazy Twees in da Forwest…..