Rainy, then not-so-rainy weekend

So Friday night as we ate dinner, we had pouring rain, and thunder and lightning. Saturday morning arrived with gray skies with rain ranging from drizzle to downpour. I had to work on and off throughout the day, but was able to take a break long enough for us to drive 15 miles or so to a local furniture store that carried a bed we wanted to buy (which we had only seen online and we wanted to see in person before buying). The kids were in good spirits, but as soon as we arrived at the furniture store, it became apparent that they would have no part of furniture shopping. As a result, we made the salesperson's day by walking into the store, finding the bed we wanted and literally saying "we'll take that bed, those bedside tables, and that dresser" and then paying and leaving - all in the space of about 10 minutes.

Sunday morning we awoke to sunny skies and 70+ degree weather. A friend of ours who went to college here (Hi Amanda!) once told us that on a good day, Boulder sparkles, and Sunday was one of those days.

After breakfast we loaded the kids into the bike trailer and went for a family bike ride - me with kids in tow, and Jeanne with fetus in tow (in case you haven't heard, we're expecting again - early October - yeah!). We rode from our house down the Boulder Creek bike path which winds through town, past the most gorgeous creek and woods you could imagine. After toodling along for about 30 minutes we came to a park with a giant rocket for the kids to play in, so we pulled over for 45 minutes or so for them to play.

By the way, in case you haven't noticed this, if you click any of the pictures we post on the blog, it will pop up full size so you can see more of the detail. Try it!

After the park it was getting to be lunch time, so we cruised back into town to Pearl Street where we grabbed lunch at the Boulder Cafe. Zach was enjoying the bike ride so much he refused to remove his bike helmet when we got off the bike, so he ended up wearing it throughout lunch, despite Jeanne asking him every five minutes if he wanted to take it off. Zach's new favorite word, by the way, is "Nope". Not "No", but "Nope".



















So the lunch conversation went something like this:

Jeanne - "Zach, do you want to take your helmet off"
Zach - "Nope".
Jeanne - "Ok. Logan how is your hot dog? Good? Zach, do you want to take your helmet off"
Zach - "Nope"
etc.

So after lunch, Jeanne and - I stuffed to the gills with shrimp Quesadilla, pulled pork sandwich, and french fries - proceeded to bike home with the kids. One minor problem. We live right up against the foothills. Hence, everything in Boulder is DOWNHILL from us. Hence, if we start from anywhere in Boulder, we have to go UPHILL to our house. Hence, if we eat a big lunch and try to bike home we are going to be VERY unhappy. Well, long story short, we made it home with a bit of huffing and puffing (especially me, since I was pulling 70 pounds of kid and bike trailer) and spent the rest of the day relaxing at home, and running around the back yard enjoying the sun.

Sunday was one of the days that made us 100% confident we made the right choice moving to Boulder - we were outside as a family, getting exercise, and enjoying beautiful scenery. Truly idyllic.

Jason