Caught in the rain

We always check the radar before we go out for a family bike ride. We got caught once in a cold, cold rain with the kids when they were little and they didn't like it one bit.

And technically, we did check the radar on Sunday morning, too, except that we checked it at 7:15am and started out for our ride at around 10:00am. Do you think a couple of hours can really make that much difference? LOL!

We ended up getting caught in a huge thunderstorm only a little over half-way through our "quick ride". We did finally make it to an underpass - just as lightning was striking right across the bayou from us! - where we could huddle with the other stranded bicyclists who didn't check the weather before heading out.

The most amazing thing to me about the experience was that our kids didn't complain a single time. I was expecting to get an earful from Marxo because she didn't want to go for the bike ride in the first place and she always complains about being cold on bike rides - even when it's 80ºF outside!

Apparently, we subject the children to enough "adventures" that they've gotten to the point where they silently accept the fact that we're going to torture them throughout their childhood. (Well, there are many more examples of how we torture them, however, I guess I haven't blogged about them! I can't find another entry to which to link!)

Other than that, I guess we had a fairly uneventful Memorial Day weekend. We got some pictures taken of the kiddos at Sears on Saturday morning, had dinner with some friends on Sunday evening, and watched a million episodes of Scooby Doo. Or at least it seemed like it. :)