pocketful of mumbles

I taught the kids when they were babies that “ching, ching” is the sound a bike makes (“Old MacDonald had a bike…with a ching, ching here and a ching, ching there…”).  Josh is a bicyclist and he’s always slightly annoyed when I imply that all bikes have bells that say “ching, ching”.

He’d also be slightly annoyed that I am posting a photo of a Huffy because, as he would put it,  Huffy’s suck.