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2-Peace ????

Call it what you will. To my kids, it is the 2-Peace (thought it could be the 2-piece); whatever, the point is my kids see this and identify it as the 2-peace.

It took Mel and I a while to figure out what the heck they were talking about. Ian yells 2-peace and I am scoping for a righteous babe in a bikini thinking, "that is my boy" for pointing it out...

Nope.

Apparently this gets flashed a lot in todays society (ironic since 99% of our actions seemed more alinged with a one-piece hand gesture. See: Iraq, Afghanistan, Gitmo, and more "ikisthan"s).

So, Ian and I are riding our bikes around the seaside loop in town and he is 2-peacing everyone. Apparently he believes it is a good thing, like a hello and deserves to be shown as well as yelling, "2-peace" as he does it.

Am I raising hippys? perhaps (Reagan does love the platform shoes, oops, sorry they came after the hippy thing...).

Anyhow. Ian also showed us his no-hands riding skills last night. Fantastic, simply fantastic.

2-Peace to you!

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