On Sunday, we were silly. It was John’s idea. A family pyramid—yes, that’s what we’ll do, he decided. Not my favorite idea at first. I mean, it was nearly 90 degrees outside. I was freshly showered after a double workout—bike ride and run—and kneeling on the ground with one 75-pound boy and another 45-pound boy on my back didn’t emerge as my top-ranked activity (strolling the landscape and watching my guys run wild in the grass were my picks).
Call me a good sport, though. I complied with the pyramid idea. And here I am, with my three loves. And while the group arrangement was a tad painful at the time of dismount (see below), it was, yes, fun—especially now as I look back on what was captured on film.
On Sunday, we were silly. So glad we were.