This blue-eyed cutie came home today excited because a friend from class had invited him to a bike race. He kept asking if he could practice on his bike when he got home. So after supper, with the residue of the ice cream still on his face, we got out the bikes and both babies rode up and down the road in front of our house for about an hour. Both babies had a crash on some lose gravel, and One baby got her shoelace tangled up in her petal, nearly causing a crash.
The weather was so nice, and they were having such a fun time. And I was remembering my own staying-up-late days (riding in my P.J.'s) up and down our country driveway. I just couldn't call them in...until we had sqeezed the last drop of daylight out of the sky. With dark sneaking in, I had to do the adult thing and call my babies in for bed. At an hour past their bedtime, their tired heads finally rested on their pillows. In record time, they were entering dreamland. Love days like this. Not too many cool weather days around here, but a girl could get used to this.
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