Coming off of a week of Bible school we planned a day trip to the beach. Because I am sometimes too careful to not drum up the anticipation too much... we didn't tell the girls what we were planning. Besides you never know about the weather. But they did know that we were going somewhere. We were on the road early Saturday morning with our lunch packed. Had a great time along with some frustrations. Like the lady beside us who woke Stuart up just as I was getting him to sleep. Oh well... we had a great time with her because she was from Grenada. What are the chances? That's the thing. Not chance. Sort of like the time we ate at Tony Lukes before the ballgame and the couple beside us at the restaurant also sat beside us at the stadium. Right beside us. 45,000 people. Back to the beach, Nate would take Mia out beyond the waves that were breaking and Ellie would sit on the shore crying and saying, "Dad come back" this was very pitiful. Mia is just crazy about water and swimming.
Tonight we went biking at the Reading Bike Trail with Nate's parents. Had a picnic for supper. While biking along Mia was peddling faster than anyone else on her little bike and said, "My legs are tired" to which Elizabeth replied, "Mine are not tired!" from her seat in the bike cart.