goodbye dear scooter.

I haven't ridden you, my little blue wonder in over a year.We may never ride again. Sad! You were once my only transportation... Now you sit in the garage day after day, and you have to be kick started. I'm sorry. I will miss you. I couldn't ride you with a big pregnant belly, and I can't take my small child on you now. Although I hesitate to say it, I don't know if we can be there for each other anymore.
Thank you for keeping me safe. Your scrappy sounding horn has scared off many-a-crazy driver, I'm sure. You made it up the big hills for me. Well, the one hill. You got me to the top...most the cars pasted me, but I don't think anyone got angry. I was proud of you.
Your gas mileage was a dream. You're instant air condition was so nice. Thank you. Thank you for the good times.

 It was the hard way, but you made it happen! And we rode wild, baby!

 Grey watched me go. She was proud her mommy's head was protected.

Can't wait for my turn! That thing is fun!

           Some day Grey...

WOO!

Thanks Dad for taking pictures. (Yes, I'm already calling Jude "dad".) That was really sweet and meant a lot to me! I'll always talk about when I rode the scooter. And then you'll say how you fell in love with me in those days... This little blue ride might have done more than get me around. Wink!