When we finished our standardized testing, we biked for ice cream. (Well, O ordered chicken strips. And then wished he had ordered ice cream.)
This may be the first photo in the last 3 years in which all my children are looking at the camera. I’m sure it has nothing to do with the fact that they are full of ice cream. But when I’m struggling to get the next family photo, please remind me that ice cream = smiling children. It didn’t even seem to matter that they had to ride their bikes to get it.