Our water bottle caked in mud 🙂

The boys and I went on an impromptu bike ride late this afternoon while Dave was at work. We meant to go to the beach since the sun had popped out, but on the way the sky turned grey and we ended up on base to go muddin’! We had such fun – you would have to be there to hear the squeals as we went through huge puddles, Ben going “Wuv uuu mommy!” with each big one and Sam going “Whoa! That was up to my knees!” Ben looked down at mommy’s legs and said “Mommy messy!” Dave was so sweet to meet us with a hose as soon as we arrived home to clean us and our bikes up. The mud was so thick in some places you couldn’t even see Sam’s tire! One puddle was outrageous – it was over a foot deep and man did it splash! Sam ran back into it to see how far up his legs it went. We also contemplated going through a big puddle at a parking lot…who knew how deep it would be? It was literally 20 parking spaces in each direction and cordoned off. But how bad could it be, really? So away we went, hollering and smiling. I saw another dad and two kids out biking – they smiled, watching us. When we got through we heard a commotion behind us and looked back – the other family had come along, too! How cool! Sam told me halfway through the ride that he “will remember this ride for-EVER.” Amazing. Thank you, Sam! And thank you, Dave, for allowing me to make these memories with the boys. I will remember it forEVER, too 🙂 When we got home we realized that we’d come home filthy twice in a day – after a bike/run this morning and now this big ride – 13 miles for Sam on the bike today! (Quote above is a boy who saw us ride by and remarked about the back of Sam’s shirt!)