Getting out the wheels

And now with spring here, this is what Clem and I do at night. Either a walk/run around the lake or tonight... a trike ride. She's keen to peddle the whole way, singing as we go. Cracks me up that the plastic peddles are mostly broken off and she still has the strength to push round and round, knees high, knees low. Not much longer before the 2-wheeler comes out, I suspect.

Superman flies in to Salmon Arm

We had a buddy visit from the Coast this past week. Last time we connected, his fellow was 10 months and Clem was just 3. You get a sense of the post-dinner level of excitement. I love that we can now open the back door after supper and out we go.