Bikes are hot.

Good Father

hilker:

i actually started riding my bike more! that is, i brought it up out of the basement, pumped up the tires & took it for a spin up & down the street.

next, i grabbed the goob, put him in the baby bjorn & we made several laps up & down the street. he absolutely loved it. i would say “whheeeeee” when we got going fast, and he echoed quietly, “eeeeeee eeeeee wh wh wh eeeee”

Automatically reblogged for being fucking cute as shit.