When Erik took on a client in Ft. Lauderdale last August he asked if we wanted to come along on one of his trips. I said I’d wait until February.
See why?
Besides beach and pool time, we enjoyed a day at Butterfly World (thanks Ron & Bertha), meals with aunts, uncles, and cousins, and visits with high school and youth group friends. One highlight was taking my kids on the Palm Beach Bike Trail—one of my favorite childhood activities—with my oldest and dearest childhood friend and her kids. I call it a highlight because I have mostly forgotten how frazzling it was to have two older kids bored and complaining about our slow pace, one younger kid in tears because her little bike had hand breaks and multiple gears, and the other younger kid on a pedaling strike because he was too tired to get himself and his training wheels up the “hills.” Yes, maybe a one foot incline every 1/4 mile or so. (Editor’s note: Who knew that just three months later this same pitiful crew would be sailing along through the Badlands, downtown San Diego, Yosemite, and the Tetons?!)
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