I told the girls it would be cold and that if we rode our bike it would take us almost an hour to get there, or in their terms: "three Doras". I told them we could take a bus and two trains, but that would take us an hour and a half at best. Finally, I offered to suck it up and drive, which would take us no more than 45 minutes. They chose the bike! I love my kids. We bundled up and headed on over. It wasn't too cold at all, although the wind was off of the charts. On the way in, my two year old was battered a bit by the canopy being tossed by huge gusts of wind. Wish I had a photo of the girls bent over at their waists and the canopy flat across their backs from the wind, but I'd forgotten to start the camera. On the way back, they fared better as the five year old was better equipped to lean into the canopy to prevent it from flattening out.
|If not for the tiny kid leaning into it, that canopy would be flat across the box from the force of the wind.|
|Rock'n Roll is good for the soul.|