Short-term memory

This weekend we had a great time. We visited a favorite resort get-a-way in the Cascade Mountains and soaked up all the good weather. It was fantastic.

Overall, the kidlets, B.J., and I stayed outside more than we were inside. We logged a few miles (not nearly as many as I would have liked) on the bike trails and played at the park.

The kids had a lot of fun too. Peanut rode her little pink bike all over the place. Chub-chub, not to be outdone, decided he was much too much of a big boy to ride in his stroller and insisted on walking a lot-- not necessarily a convenient thing when both daddy and momma have a 34" and 32" inseam and El Chub-o has about a 9" inseam.

So, we had to remedy our problem.

After a quick trip to Target (pronounced the 'French' way, Tar-SHay) and a cool new tricycle/stroller later we were in business.

For a tricycle, it is so dang cool. If he wants to pedal (he's not quite there-- after all, he may be the size of a 3 year-old, but he's still just 21 mos., and not quite that coordinated) he can, and if he puts his feet up on the pedals mommy can push/steer him and he's ridin' in style. It even came with a little kid-adapted 'ding-ding' (bell).

So, for a mere $40 we were back on the 'road' walking and biking at a good pace.

So, you may ask, why the title "Short-term memory"? Well, that's because my brain has gone blip, yet again. The kiddos said so many funny things this weekend, and I can't remember what they were. I know they were hilarious, I remember laughing out loud. I just don't remember why.

Sigh.