We took a bike ride tonight into Spicer, had some Subway. No big thing.
But it is, ya know?
Peeking into the bike trailer to see a sleeping 4 year-old, crawled up in a ball.
Watching the baby girl laugh behind her Daddy, enjoying the wind in her face.
A big redhead flashing me a smile and a wink.
And a blond 6 year-old whose face turns tomato red like his Mama when he's winded.
These are the summer memories I don't want to forget -- jewels in my pocket I want to take out and hold onto when I feel like climbing into bed for a good week or so...