Bea and Brian went on a big hike yesterday. Brian ends up carrying Bea on his shoulders a lot and he comes home complaining about how heavy she is. My sympathy is conflicted – he doesn’t have to carry her up the mountain (she is a pretty good walker). And he doesn’t have to run to catch the boat with her on his shoulders (he could leave on time). But on the other hand he wouldn’t be able to go as far and see such beautiful sights if he was going at her pace and he is so sweetly indulgent with her. She eats up all the undivided attention she gets from him on these trips. It’s hard to blame him really.

This is the same lake where we went ice skating last winter.

I suppose I should go now and rub Brian’s shoulders.

/comm

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