Family trail day. Three bikers, one runner, awesome day. Elliott wrecked his new bike and popped a tire on his first ride. The trip started with glee and ended with tears, poor guy. It happens to everyone. But he and Papa K were able to bond over the first popped tire--as they both walked their bikes back to the starting points.

Keaton rode Elliott's old bike---complaining at first that his bike was "old" (only due to Elliott having a new one), but within thirty seconds he forgot about the old and took to the trails like a champ with me as his running buddy. 4.5 miles later, he was still gleaming with joy.

I've said it before and I'll say it again...boys are so much fun.