Izzy and I have a new bike. She is beautiful (I'm guessing it is a she even though it is blue). I don't have a name for her yet, but I'm thinking about it. You can think about it too.
Izzy likes to bring me our helmets. Matt says it is good that she associates helmets with bike riding, and I agree. Brains are pretty important to our family.
We have gone out almost every day this week (sometimes twice). It's really convenient to have Izzy up front with me, except for when I have to duck under trees or when she decides that she would rather steer. So far no accidents, though. It is her job to ring the bell.
We need a basket.