Yesterday, Heath came home from a biking trip full of smiles. Apparently, it feels good to wipe out on your bike. Exhilarating, I think was the word he used. I guess I just don't understand why getting hurt is a good thing. I'm just happy he didn't break any bones.
While he was crashing down a mountain, I made another tag monster for a little guy's 1st birthday. I think I prefer my form of recreation over the husband's.