It was a cold morning. I made my girls endure without their jackets while we took pictures. Fred just assumed he was invited to be in the photo. His inside-out pants are an example of how he is trying to take control of his life.

I'm so glad we live close enough to bike. And I'm glad we live close enough to walk when they are grounded from their bikes.

There she goes. This is not emotional for me. (Did anyone think that it might be?)

Fred cried. Not because he loves his sisters so much and will miss them, but because he thinks he should be able to do everything they do. He really wanted to go to school.

All done.

(The quickest three hours of the day.)

Tuscany Triathlon

Some mothers in the neighborhood put together this triathlon for kids.

Chloe and her best friends, Ashley and Chloe V.

Swim.

(Chloe, Stella, Fred)
Bike
(Kate & Fred)

Run

(Kate & Fred)

(Stella, Dan, Chloe & Ashley)

The race was for ages four and up. Of course, Fred wanted in so I made him a number and did a shortened version of the race.

Only Stella cooperated for the photo. Fred really didn't want to pose.

Champions.

(Fred, Stella, Kate, Annie, Chloe.)

Trek to the Island

Everybody's Learning How

Dan would get Fred set on the board and then let him go and we would yell, "Stand up!"

He had lots of practice with Aunt Valerie and Pepe.

Much more of Maine to come.