The Earliest Family Bike Ride on Record

Today was supposed to get up to the upper 60's. I thought we should go for a bike ride. Scott had to do some work with the neighborhood first.

I was busy cleaning out a garage. Fun.

Meadow and I had a simple breakfast.

Now that Meadow is older she really doesn't need to have her chair lean back so far. I really should have adjusted it last year. Except now it will be hard to have a backpack on with her. I wish my handlebars were taller so I could have a front basket.

I came back with some things that the neighborhood didn't need. I thought these would be nice at the cottage.

Meadow made us some cakes and pies while we ate lunch.

Our little family and our not so little home. I should be in this picture.

Bike rides aren't as thrilling as they used to be I guess.

We rode up through the neighborhood toward the east-west segment of Victory Memorial Drive. Each tree is planted for a soldier that died during WWI.

I don't think I ever knew that.

We decided to head towards North Mississippi Regional Park. Now that Meadow doesn't nap anymore we can start going to the free family Sundays.

Apparently we weren't the only ones with this idea.

This area is still so clearly shaped by the tornado back in 2011. It's been nearly five years.

I asked Meadow if she wanted to go inside the building or to the playground. Of course she chose playground.

On our ride back we saw a sign for an estate sale across the border in Brooklyn Center.

We couldn't find the house. It must have ended around this time.

On the way back we took the Shingle Creek trails to Humboldt Industrial Area.

We didn't plan on there being a train in the way.

We should've known better since we saw the train at the last crossing. This rail yard crosses three intersections and only has one overpass.

The trains often like to stop, blocking the intersections.

Back at home I started going through our seeds to decide what to grow this year.

Summer is coming.

I sang some songs to Meadow when I put her to bed. She decided to do some dancing. Brooke wanted to see what all the commotion was about.

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