fifty-four forty-five

Enriqueboy and Robs discovered wasps in our fence.  After hightailing it inside Enriqueboy refused to step any one of his ten toes outdoors until he was sure the wasps were long gone. 

Which is why, at bedtime-minus-nine-minutes, we stepped outside for a quick bike ride and some basketball. We came home fifty-four minutes later at forty-five (well spent) minutes past. Soft evenings are firmly on the top ten list of "FABULOUS."