a ride to the parc

Today was a beautiful day. We took advantage of the sunshine and the slightly warmer temps and took the kids for a ride to the parc. On the way a bug flew into my eye. Sweet. I spent the rest of the trip alternating between blinking and rubbing at it, but that weird sensation that something was in my eye never really went away.

Liam spent his time at the parc in his "hideout" tree

Smile, Harry

My guys with our wagon train

It’s hard to tell how many bikes are in this pic, because Jesse’s new beater is the same color as my bike. Mine is in the back, with the tagalong attached. Then Jesse’s bike in front of that. I find it ironic that you can just make out the seat of my bike, level with Jesse’s top tube. Jesse’s saddle is jacked up into the air so far it looks like it’s floating in open air. In front of J’s bike is Liam’s ride. We need to find a new seat post if we’re going to make this bike work for him for another year. He’s a tall lad, just like his dad.

what's this? A real smile from Harry!

Jesse and Liam stopped on our ride home to clear some glass off the lane with branches, so I managed to snap this awesome shot of Harry. No worries, we were stopped too. You can see Liam and Jesse in the background.

When we got home my eye was still bothering me, so I checked it out in the mirror. It didn’t take long to locate the little black spot and remove it. You know when you clear a bug out of your eye, how it’s just this tiny speck of nothing? Yeah, well, we have a microscope. And enquiring minds. This is what you’d find if you examined that tiny black speck.

Nice, eh? Now, if you’ll pardon me, I have to go rinse my eye out. With bleach.