We’re trying to savor every little last bit of summer that we can over this designated “Family Weekend” Labor Day Weekend.
Today was a big day for Braydon and I. For years and years now we’ve both been dreaming of the day we’d start doing Family Bike Rides. We’ve done lots of outings with some of us on bikes or on scooters or in strollers or in backpacks, but we’ve never all been on bikes at the same time. Today was the day. A dream come true. Here is our crew:
We found a new trail that turned out to be spectacular and is now our new-favorite place for outings. Meera did a–okay in her brand new baby bicycle seat!
Along our route we found the perfect spot for our leisurely picnic snack, with a great view of the river, and plenty of passers-by for Meera to wave to saying, “Hi!” “HI!!” “Hi!!!” at the top of her lungs while Owen dug for huge worms in the dirt and Kyle told us stories with many twists and turns that never seemed to have endings (a specialty of his).
We had a nice long ride. Long enough to completely exhaust our Wild Boys (not an easy task, and something which, when we achieve it, Braydon and I relish in self-pride over).
On the way home we picked up pizza for the 3 bambinos so that we could feed them early and get them off for a nice early bedtime (so that take-out and a movie and, most importantly, margaritas could begin as early in the evening as possible for the truly exhausted parents).
(Meera’s baby bicycle seat arrived via “box truck!,” shipped safely within two big boxes. The boys spent much of their day on Friday playing and playing and playing with those two big boxes…)
