It's been a busy few days with some pastorally intensive situations. Isn't there some witty remark about raining and pouring?
At my cousin's wedding reception this weekend, Shelley and I sat at the kids' table with some other cousins. Mind you we're all in our late 20's and early 30's now. The toasts were as to be expected: everyone looked good and cleaned up well. Apparently there were lots of juicy stories about the bride and groom, but no one delivered on the goods. It's been a while since I've been at the kids' table. And there weren't drink tickets at our plates then.
While we were at the wedding, Shelley's family was over to babysit the kids where they got to experience the energetic joy of caring for our children.
Kai's spending more time on his feet than on his seat lately. Although we need to do something about his road rage.
Rei is also finding her footing, this time on the pedals, and discovering she's a road warrior.
The next day when she and I were on our bikes together, I discovered how hard it is to bike slowly and maintain balance. Also, the seats aren't the most comfortable when doing so.