Bidwell Family Trek

We inadvertently went on a trek tonight. The kids got their bikes out to just, "go around the block." We found this "fun" path and the boys took off. I was wearing flip-flops, and was forced to try and chase them down. Evie is not fast on her bike, so I was in a stooped position pushing/running trying to catch the boys. Screaming at the top of my lungs, which they apparently couldn't hear. After three miles of this excitement, the boys finally stopped and Evie and I caught up. Only to realize we had to turn around and go back, and the sun had gone down. Evie was exhausted. I put her on my back and carried her bike. It was a loooooooooooong way back. Next time I am attaching rope to my boys.

Evie woke with a wet bum, wet bed and the whiff of urine. When I questioned her she said, "Mom, I just had sweaty bum." Yeah.............. sweaty bum.

Why you don't give your children free choice?

At church on Sunday, we arrived alarmingly early, as in the first ones there. As this has never happened before and won't ever happen again, I told my kids they could sit where ever they wanted. They chose the FRONT row! What?! Don't they know that bench is reserved for the "ward wierdos" and those unfortunate enough to arrive super late and no one is willing to put up chairs for them. Apparently, I need to have a ward dynamics talk with them. Especially since people kept asking with mystified face's as to why we were sitting on the front row.

This picture has nothing to do with church, but Zac looked pretty cute, so I thought I would add it. Although, he does have a tie on. That could have something to do with church, right?