A Rickshaw Built for Two

The only way to deal with a one-year-old on the verge of walking is with 5-point restraints. While straight jackets aren't en vogue, sporty baby trailers are. Luckily our good friends Jodi, Tony, and Will have one. Last Sunday we strapped the babies in and pedaled over to Gravelly Point and then onto Georgetown to refuel with pizza and beer -- a diet that I'm sure sustained the Tour de France competitors.

Yes, the babies kinda look like Rick Moranis from Spaceballs.

When you eat out with a baby, you spend a lot of time walking the baby and about two seconds eating.

Zora is SO over the rickshaw.

It doesn't help that her seatmate passed out on the way home. Some date.