It's the largest bike race in the country, so how could we miss it?
Parking was nearly impossible, so we rode the light rail to get to the center of town.
So, obviously after that, we had a definite team to cheer for.
In between walking around all of the sponsor and team tents we actually caught some of the race, both at the start and finish lines.
The finish line was a little less excited for two little boys since the riders were more spread out by then. Stickers and brother shenanigans kept them occupied though.
We roamed for hours around Sutter Street.
And these boys really were all smiles the whole time. Between experiencing something new and getting free stuff every few minutes, they were the happiest, sweetest guys.
That same week the city put on their City Works morning, where all of the departments within public works come out and let the community see what they do up close. This really is boy heaven.
I mean, sitting in a garbage truck, quite possibly the very garbage truck that comes down our street every Friday? That's serious business if you're a five year old boy.
At the end of the week I thought back on the fun I'd had with my little pack of three and was just grateful. I'm grateful for them; that they are fun, interested and obedient. Noah and Luke make going places, even while I'm juggling their sweet sister, pretty easy. And, wow, I'm so grateful for where we live: beautiful trails, a city that is invested in its community, and a place where the biggest bike race in the country wants to visit. I love where we live, and I love even more that I get to live here with this sweet family!