For me the first sign of Spring is the first time I hear a Harley. The kids got their first Harley ride on our trip home. They only went down College Street but it was fun none the less. Thomas said it was to loud and fast but Aly thought it was fun. Papa is the only person I trust on a motorcycle so rides will be few and far between but special each time.
The sun was out a few of the days of our trip. Thomas and I thought we would take a picture of our shadows.
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