Lastnight, daughter and I went on a motorcycle ride. She has been on the back several times, but she is really getting comfortable at this point, looks all around, waives at other motorists. She loves it. We went for a 2 hour ride for dinner. We met up with another biker friend of mine along the way. We met up with a group of people at a fun resturaunt with some other kids. It was a great day in the sun. We ended up running late. I was supposed to have D back to her mom by 7:00. We ended up home closer to 9:00. I kept an update via text going with W and she was okay with me keeping D longer than expected. On the ride home, D put her head againt my back and really relaxed, almost fell asleep I think, just like her mom used to do when we were first together. W and I used to spend a LOT of time on the motorcycle.
When I brought D home to mom, W could see how much fun we had been having. We chatted lightly about how good D did and how much fun we had. I expressed to W how much d was like her on the back of the motorcycle, gathered my things, hugged D and off I went. It was as very good end to a rough day.
