And after all that work...

Kevin was gone all last week in Scotland. I spent the week with the kids in Louisville with Nana and Papa, and although we had a great time, I have been too busy and perhaps too lazy to post pictures yet.

Anyway, I haven't been too busy/lazy to think about what my Saturday looked like. Kevin was scheduled to come home on Friday but his flight was cancelled due to a bizarre set of circumstances (like they turned around over the Atlantic), so we had a full Saturday morning to kill before I could pick him up from the airport.

I am training for a sprint triathlon this summer and it has caused me to commit to all kinds of crazy things, like working out more than twice a week for more than 15 minutes at a time. I needed to get some biking in, but with no one to watch the kids the options were limited. So I decided to pull them both in the bike trailer.

So...

I dressed the kids and combed Ada's unruly hair so she didn't look quite so homeless.

We all went out to the van.

I loaded the bike.

I realized the trailer wheels needed air.

I searched in vain for the pump.

I took Ada back into the house to eliminate the atrocious smell emanating from her diaper.

We went back out to the van.

I loaded the trailer.

I remembered where the pump was and went back to the garage to get it.

I buckled the kids into their carseats.

We drove to the park.

I unloaded the bike.

I unloaded the trailer.

I unloaded the kids.

I pumped up the tires numerous times before it worked.

I loaded the kids in the trailer.

I biked 30 seconds and stopped to fix something hanging off my bike.

I started biking again and realized the kids are a lot heavier than they were last summer.

A minute and a half later we were caught in a torrential downpour.

Awesome.

Sometimes daily life is just a bit more complicated than what I anticipated it to be.