Our bike ride

Have a short little story that I'm still laughing about and wanted to share. Sage and I just got back from a bike ride. We do this lots, and I've gotten in the habit of throwing on my crocs (without my socks, just for Amber.) and grabbing a stuffed animal for Sage to talk to. All was fine and dandy-until about mile 3. I turn around to check on my little munchkin and she is leaning all the way over the front bar, hanging off the edge watching the ground go by. This was one of those heart stopping moments as a mom. I knew I couldn't slam on my brakes - which is what I wanted to do - because she would go flying forward. So I come to a slow stop and am trying to climb over my bike to get back and grab her before she falls when my stupid sticky croc shoe gets stuck on my bar and makes me fall forward, taking the bike down with me. It was not pretty. Thankfully Sage climbed back into her seat to watch the show, so she was fine. People driving by had to be laughing their heads off at the crazy pregnant lady falling all over her bike. We came straight home.