I'm sorry...

The sun finally made a timely reappearance on the last summer long weekend. We were excited to go for another bike ride, this time with the whole clan.

We had to wait for an hour at the bike shop, as the guys there didn't know how to mount my nephew's child seat. By the time we were ready to roll, the kids' excitement had worn off and they were antsy to go. Partly personality and partly out of sheer boredom, little A picked fights with OO while they both sat in the trailer waiting. As mild-tempered as OO is, she finally had enough and declared that she wanted out of the trailer.

Even though I'm not sure if little A was truly sorry, she did apologize and hugged her big sister in apparent remorse...