All the boys did was scream and cry. They weren't in the mood for a bike ride I suppose. After a 15 minute ride down the trail, I grew tired and irritated by the crying and turned our booger filled trailer around.
Now the baby is sleeping in his swing, the middle is colouring and I'm stewing. Guess it's off to clean the bathrooms so I can take my fowl mood and use it against soap scum.