Bike races took us to Little Rock, where family was bountiful, food was plentiful and a good time was bound to be had.
We awoke this morning in a new bed, a cool house and with the wonder of what the day would hold. Imagining the fun that was to be had. Getting to experience baths in a new house, running down stairs with cousins, and sneaking candy from a bowl that was always open and never seemed to be empty. Making cookies with your aunt, grilling with your uncle, watching movies on a couch without a lot of rules, all seem so very simple but desirable. Simple just seems to be the best.