And so it begins.....

Tour de France starts today..... this means I lose my husband in the mornings for awhile.... I won't worry unless he starts racing around the subdivision in his bike, as that may require intervention. Having a biking fan dad means our kids say things like this:

We encounter more and more mountains the farther west we travel. As we are headed through the beautiful winding roads in Wyoming on our way to Montana, our 6 year-old son suddenly shouts from the very back of the minivan, "WE ARE ANDY SCHLECK!!"

To which our 8 year-old daughter says smugly, "Yeah, but it was Alberto Contador who won the race."

:)

UPDATE: And appropriate for the Immaculate Heart of Mary today, from Fr. Z's blog:

"At the end of today’s race, there was an aerial shot of some fans touting their pride in the Vendée, which has a place in history that every Catholic should know about.

And I believe that is a papal stemma, the crossed-keys and tiara."