Genevieve, the four-year-old, and Scott, the forty-seven-year-old, are heading out on their Sunday morning bike trip. Gigi, on her pink princess bike with training wheels, is wearing a backpack which holds several crayons, costume jewelry, a hairbrush and a plastic pretend cell phone….because you never know.

Gigi: Daddy, how come you don’t have a backpack?
Scott: I don’t need one.
Gigi: Oh.