Long way to go to ride bikes

But it was worth it to get to watch this:

No training wheels!

Riding from H M R on Vimeo.

I got to ride with her on a borrowed bike for a little while -- she's speedy and excited. I did, for the record, adjust both of her helmets to fix the issue you see below. She's a pretty sharp kid with a head worth protecting.

I spent a long weekend in Colorado with family and thunderstorms. It was lovely. My sister and I laughed so hard we cried, we made good food, I let Devma go to the ice cream place for lunch (she suggested we eat something 'good for us' first -- I told her it was up to her), I sat in the hot tub, saw old friends, and didn't get enough sleep. Thanks all!

Sitting around outside before a little BBQ, the D's riding bikes, doing tricks, and generally entertaining the indulgent adult-contingent.
D2 agrees to show us his somersault (after some coaxing and bribing):

Untitled from H M R on Vimeo.

Devma needed neither coaxing nor bribing, and expected only showers of praise and attention for her tricks.

And the self-taught master:

Untitled from H M R on Vimeo.

You know you're getting old when . . .
You introduce a lovely young woman, college graduate, who has already left one career and is pursuing another, amazingly poised, interesting, and engaging as someone you used to babysit. Sakes alive. What fun though.

All the Rowan sisters babysat for this family at one time or another. Some of us more than others.

KARL was taking so many photos that we ran away as though the paparazzi were chasing us.

Saying goodbye is never fun.

Especially to such sweet faces.

Awww.

Helping with the sunglasses.

Or not.

D2, AKA Superman, wants his mom to fall out of a helicopter. His mom explains why.

D2 Saves the Day from H M R on Vimeo.

Me and my mom at 6 a.m. Very sweet of her to drive me to the airport. What time did she get up? 3:45a. Why? To drive another sister and her big family to the airport at 4a.m. I might not have been the favorite daughter that day, but I wasn't the least favorite either.

Awwww.

And then I got to wait in the security line at DIA forEVER.