Eliza, Our new love

I have few loves. My wife. My children. My parents. Coffee. Bikes. Those last two could also be cross-referenced under addictions. I will save that discussion for a later date or maybe never.

One of my first adventures with Harper was to REI to get a trailer. We used it for the Tour de Cure. We rode it to the grocery store. It was a lot of fun. But I wanted her to be closer and out in the open, the wind blowing in her curls. I didn't want the length and jerkiness of the trailer.

And then I saw here. The Xtracycle. A Sport Utility Bicycle. Awesome. I felt sure it could work with one of the 3 bikes I had already. Not so fast. I needed a mountain bike with gears, something I didn't have in the garage. Enter Dylan. He offered up his well-loved, 10 year old Trek and the price was right. A few days and dollars later, we had our very own Xtracycle. I named her Eliza, after Ms. Doolittle, because she started out rough but polished up quite nicely.

Welcome to the family.

First Post-Why A Blog?

Yes, I know. We have a photoblog. And I love it. And the grandparents love. And their friends love it. And even some people we never expected to even know about it love it.

But my wife has hijacked it. And I am totally fine with that. I started it as a photo-a-day project. I did really well for awhile too. And then along came Harper. So every day for many months we took photo after photo of our beautiful daughter. We photo documented everything that child did. Rub food on her face? Check. Sit on the potty for the first time? Check. First birthday? Duh, of course.

Slowly the camera never wandered too far from the little one. And Laramie started adding hilarious and witty captions. I try, but hers are always much funnier. She never believes me but it is true.

Now we have another little one. This time a boy. And between the both of them, it is a regular photo shoot wherever they go. I have lost control of the camera. To the point I have been tempted to get myself another point and shoot that no one else can use, or touch, or even sniff.

The photoblog has some limitations. With this new blog, I can post videos of my brilliant children doing brilliant things. I can write on and on about the mundane, the peculiar, the fascinating. I can encourage you to get out of your car and onto your bike. I can sing the praises of my 'hood and the lovely neighbors we have.

Therefore, I am starting The Holliman Chronicles. Welcome. Let's see what transpires.