What a weekend this was. On Saturday, we had our Great Strides walk. I cannot thank everyone enough for your generous donations. Our team raised over $6300 for the CF Foundation, an amazing total that we are really grateful for. The walk itself was rather brief this year due to the weather: just as we were gathering and getting ready to start walking, the heavens opened. We had brought the kids with us for the first time this year (no, Lemon would not wear the special purple shirt to identify him with someone as CF), so we had them in the wagon with us. Papa Bear figured out how to use our team banner as sort of an improvised roof to protect them from the worst of the rain.
Even with that extra protection, it was pretty clear they wouldn't last long, so we made a lap of the park where the walk started and called it a day. We spent the balance of the time hanging out in a shelter in the park, where Lime was very excited about the various food options, including pizza and an ice cream truck where everything was free. Lemon, of course, was far more interested in the guy making things out of balloons. At least these things kept the kids entertained enough that I could hang out with one of my best CF mama friends for a little while. Not as much time together as we've gotten in walks past, but still a treat to be able to see each other in person.
Once we got back from the walk, Papa Bear and Lime took a nap while Lemon and I went on a very special outing: the bike shop. Lemon has been too big for his current bike for some time, but we hadn't had a good opportunity yet this spring to do anything about it. His eyes got really wide when we walked into the shop and saw hundreds of bikes. Out of those hundreds, we very quickly narrowed it down to the very one that was perfect for him, a little blue Trek. We took it for a little test ride in the parking lot, and he hadn't even completed one lap before he started showing it off to the other people who were trying out their own bikes. Suffice to say there was no way we were leaving the shop without that bike.
When we got home, I did another thing that I've been wanting to do all spring, which was to take Lemon's old bike and adjust it so that it would be the right size for Lime. So, I did that when we got home and when Lime and Papa Bear woke up, we went out so that everyone could go for a ride. Lime, who had never ridden a bike with pedals, got the knack of it in about 10 minutes flat, and can now zoom around on this tiny little bike like he was born to it. Lemon, meanwhile, can go disconcertingly fast on his new bike, and has already discovered the joy of flying at maximum speed through a puddle, kicking up as much mud and spray as possible.
