Last month Nate got it in his head that we needed to go for a family bike ride. And starting at home and going around the neighborhood was not going to cut it. We needed to go somewhere else. So He packed up all the bikes and helmets and kids in the mini and we were off.  We stopped to grab a five dollar pizza on the way, and headed to the Ogden River Parkway. We parked at the Dinosaur Park and sat on the curb facing the giant t rex, and had pizza, canteloupe and carrots. Then we chugged some bottled water and snapped on helmets and got ready to go. Or so we thought. Poor Nate had forgotten the attachment for the bike trailer. So we found ourselves with six people, four bikes, and a double stroller with no front wheel. It was a bummer for sure. I suggested that we all just walk, but Nate felt the need for biking, so Addison and Bryn and I hopped on our bikes and Nate decided to run and push Leah and Asa in the two-wheeled stroller. I'm sure we were quite a sight. It worked...

Tragedy No. 1 At least one or two people at a time in our household have been sick pretty much every day during the month of March. My turn started a couple weeks ago with a tickle in the throat and soon grew to a sinus infection of epic proportions. The day that I began to wonder if my teeth were going to fall out from all the pressure, I decided it was time to bite the blasted bullet and go to the doctor. This was also the day I started to consider drilling a hole in the left side of my face in hopes of some relief. So I made an appointment for the early afternoon and the time came to go. I loaded up the three youngest (two of whom were already on antibiotics, to give you an idea of the kind of week we'd been having) in the trusty old van and took off. During the two minute ride to the doctor's office, Bryn became alarmed by the presence of a fly in the van. She asked me to vent the back windows, which I did. To my dismay, the back window on the passenger side fell down of...