Sunday Adventure

This morning we finally did it: we finally strapped the kids in the trailer and set off for church...on our bikes. 

This has been one of those things that we have talked about for years saying, "how great would it be to ride our bikes to church?" But for one reason or another, it has never really worked out. 

Well, this morning we peddled off with what we thought was plenty of time to spare (ha!)  Yeah...we forgot about a few things, like how we live in the mountains now (is it possible that the entire ride could be uphill?) And I forgot that my bike didn't even have peddles on it, but I didn't want to take all of the time to put peddles on, so I just peddled on the stubs (I should have thought about the hills). And what happened to Mac and Corrie? How did they get so heavy? And then there's always the minor detail of the route...we thought we could just kind of "wing it" on that detail. 

Amazingly, we did actually arrive with a couple minutes to spare before the service started, but we were seriously exhausted and seriously sweaty! In fact, I don't think I have ever seen Ellis so tired, even after biking over 470 miles up and down mountains on the Blue Ridge Parkway.  

And we didn't think about how hungry all of that peddling would make us. Talk about having a rumbling tummy during the sermon. All I can say is, I attacked the donut table that they put out after the service. 

All in all, it was a regular Johns' family outing. It started off with us thinking, "Hey, we totally got this. What a nice little ride...what can go wrong?" And when it was all said and done, we had a lot to laugh at ourselves for, and a really wonderful memory to thank our God for.

Here are the kiddos, strapped in and ready to ride!

After church we were so hungry that we decided to stop and get some food when we got back into town. Here, Mac is saying, "The walls of Jericho FALL DOWN!"

And here, Corrie is doing what she does best: looking cute.

And here she is dipping her straw wrapper in my water. Hey, whatever it takes to keep things from getting hostile until the food arrives.

And lastly, I had to document Corrie's first real knee scrape. It was an ugly one, but she handled it like a champ. After she fell, she said "boo-boo" and pointed to her knee. Then she went on playing and laughing like nothing happened!