Twosday.

Summer is officially one-point-two-five days away. But this weekend we acted like it was already here. We cruised the neighborhood on bikes and found a gorgeous field we'd never seen before. We found a new (to us) neighborhood too, and biked four giant hills over twenty minutes. (Erikbear got to the top of the last one and told me he was done. Luckily, by that point he actually was done.) We played outside. We rode bikes some more. Robs made a hopscotch board that went to twenty-two, and Squísh alternated between hopscotching and proclaiming her turn on the swing. ...We might need to purchase a second swing for this summer.