We packed a little picnic and rode our bikes down to the lake on Sunday.
Ryan made peanut butter and honey sandwiches,
put them in baggies, and wrote our initials on them just like a mom would.
A little dachshund puppy named Keifer was there, and I loved him.
The weather was beautiful and sunny but the wind was chilly
so when we had had enough, we rode our bikes all the way back home.
And we each have that bruised feeling
on that very specific spot
on the underside of our buns
to prove it.