Early Saturday morning bike ride down the hill to Kneaders for breakfast. Ashlee, Jack and Lindsey walked. The rest rode bikes. Great omelets and french toast with a caramel sauce. Afterwards however, what went down, must go up and what a struggle it was on a full tummy and out of shape body. I vowed right then and there to make some needed changes... again. I can see Saturday morning bike rides to Kneaders during the summer time... Deliciously dangerous to have it so close by :)
We came home and cleared out the garage... things just gather in the wintertime and we did fill it with a bunch of stuff from Pebbles when we moved down to the basement. Everything is gone now and we have room to breath. Paul went down to Hurricane for a missionary farewell and I was able to stay overnight with Ashlee and Jack for a girls sleepover.
Jack is all bundled and ready for sweet dreams... at least for 5 hours