Riding bikes and selling stuff

This picture has nothing to do with this post but I was cleaning up my phone and came across it.  Reina loves to put stuff in bags and carry said bags around the house.  It's always a random collection of goodies, but she seems to have a plan.  And that plan is to be ready to bust out of this joint at a moment's notice, apparently. 

We had a garage sale last weekend.  It's become a yearly tradition with my sister and another friend.  We sell stuff that we've accumulated in the past year.  For me, that's often a bunch of kid clothes that no longer fit anyone and the toys that they've outgrown or discarded.  Since moving into their new house a few weeks ago, Aunt Vicky and Uncle Matt had a bunch of stuff that they didn't need anymore.  We've had beautiful weather here for the last oh, say, eight weeks, but Saturday morning dawned crisp and COLD and not the greatest garage sale weather.  We didn't do too badly and most of that stuff you see on the driveway and in the garage is somebody else's problem treasure today. 

On Sunday, the sun was shining and after church, chores and naps, we headed to the park.  Some of us were heavily armed in case we ran into a situation. 

This was my attempt to get a family picture of the three of them.  Reina decided that she didn't want her face shown, Glenn was trying to cajole her and Will was .... being Will. 

Some of us were really happy to get out in the sun and some of us look so much better than we did a few months ago. Isn't it awesome?  And no Trigger, I'm not talking about you. 

This is what Mom gets when she says cheese while Serious Bike Rider is looking directly into the sun.  Will is mastering bike riding and Glenn's goal is to take the training wheels off at the end of the summer.  My goal is for Will to NOT break any bones this summer so we'll see how those two goals work together. 

My big kid, riding off into the sunset. 

And then there's Reina.  She didn't always want to ride her bike but she did a pretty good job.  We are working on steering and looking ahead to where the bike is going, but clearly that's a work in progress.  I attached a rope to her bike to help keep up the rest of the family and it worked well.  It also helped her belief that her bike is actually her horse.  Named Lucky, naturally.