We’ve been watching the Tour with the kids this year. Well, making them watch it, actually.
Sean, at just under 2 years, still enjoys seeing the “by ray” on TV every morning and night, but our 5 year old, Sarah, was getting a little annoyed at the round the clock bikes on the tube. Since Mommy and Daddy met on a training ride and honeymooned at the Tour back in 2000, we remind her that she probably wouldn’t exist if it weren’t for bike racing.
I really thought that the beauty and excitement of the sport was getting through to Sarah when she began remembering one of the riders’ nicknames. His was the only one that stuck and I was having fun pointing out how fast he was riding and explaining why he was riding the way he was. She even liked his light blue uniform (but T-Mobile’s pink is her favorite).
The rider’s nickname? Vino.
I’m waiting for her question: “Daddy? Where’s Vino today?”
Where do I start? Hopefully she won’t notice he’s gone. I wish I could forget he was ever in the race. Same goes for that so called “chicken.”
Shame. It was a great race up till then. Looks like it could still be with Contador, Evans and Levi now to battle it out. Now, don’t YOU guys screw things up!