The Ride

This morning my extended family left Phenix City, AL before 7am in order to make it to my town for annual motorcycle ride benefitting the children's home. Aunt Boo & Uncle Tim participated in the 80 mile ride on Uncle Tim's new bike.
After the ride, we enjoyed lunch at a picturesque campground before making the trek back home. (From L-R, my Mom, sister, brother-in-law and Dad.)The most humorous moment of the day came at the hands of my 11 year old niece, who does not have younger siblings. She was sitting between my two boys in the backseat, who were in rare, wild, hyper form thanks to a few powdered doughnuts each. They were not acting ugly--just being loud and silly. Suddenly, in the rearview mirror, I noticed Sydney had her head down and was crying.

"Oh Sydney, what is wrong, babe?"

"They are just so noisy and won't calm down. I can't take anymore!"

Oh, how I know that feeling, sweet girl. It has reduced me to tears before as well. We calmed the boys down and Syd bounced right back, but I can't wait to remind her of this story when she is a mother of preschoolers.