Today I took my boys on a bike ride. The bread store was our destination but we found the bookmobile so we ended up borrowing a bag of books. Then we added 2 bags filled with bread, buns, bagels and---donuts. Because, best of all, we decided to stop at the fire station on the way home to take them a treat. The boys' most beloved firefighter was on duty. I biked down the boulevard, past a few garage sales and then returned home-barely. Between the boys, the books, and the bread, the bike trailer had become rather bogged down. But,we didn't care because, by then, we were beaming at all the fun we had and I realized that, unlike years past, big and little brother never bickered once at being belted in.