The Great Scooter Race

After they played on the waterslide, (provided by my great friend Julie - this thing is a kid's dream!), loaded up on 4th of July cupcakes and cookies, they then proceeded to do a parade for all of the grown-ups. We were all waving sparklers at them, but since it is me planning this - all of their backs were turned and they were at the end of the street so the sparklers went out before any of them turned around. My friend was yelling down the street, "Hey guys...look we have sparklers!" but none of them heard...or cared, not sure which.
The parade then turned into a race. There were feet flying, wheels rolling and soon there was crying all the way around. The Norman Rockwell moment was, well, lost in a sea of scraped knees, battered elbows and frustration over who really won. Poor kids...the sugar high crashed all at once. Oh well...fun was had by all even the ones who were battered and bruised! 

2 comments:
Sounds like lots of fun!
what fun it was. i am so glad that you are my friend. i love you, dear. lily's bruises are almost gone!
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