This morning we tried out the bike seat carrier. SO FUN. We formed a 7 person long duckling chain with Grandpa leading the way. It was similar to following the Pied Piper, except, our Piper had a cruiser with a bell.
Our ride took us downtown to the cupcake shop. Oh my sweet heaven, a shop devoted to cupcakes! The kids opted for rocky-road cones while Trent choose the celestially glorious white mini-cupcake.
On our way home we came upon a splash pad. You would think these kids were kept locked up in a basement somewhere from the amount of hooting and hollering that ensued.
Once drenched beyond belief we rode home and, to my disbelief, a sleeping baby was found in the bike seat behind me. His cupcake must have been laced with more than just refined sugar! Just saying . . .
The afternoon sun slipped away to napping, a little bit of shopping, and splashing.
By the evening everything got rushed and the hairspray started flying. Dave was on the plane headed our way.
After a long, long drive to the airport, I had him.
Now the party can really begin.
