Yesterday was a beautiful day in Minneapolis. One of those spring days when you fight being inside. So we stayed out.

I was out mowing when Isaac came out and asked hopefully, “Dad, can I try?” My initial instinct was to respond “No, you’re too young.” But I thought about it, and maybe I say ‘no’ too often. After all, I’m pretty sure I was younger than Isaac when I began mowing the lawn. Sweet. This will save me an hour a week, until later this summer when it actually doesn’t seem quite so new. : )

Once we finished the ‘chore,’ Bergen wanted to go play the guitar down by the creek. As we walked I realized I forgot a blanket, and Bergen doesn’t do grass, so we found a park bench along the trail. Bergen adores her guitar and singing, and I unbiasly say she’s pretty dang good at both.

First she gave a mini-concert on the steps…

Walking along the creek…

Oliver’s favorite climbing tree…

A little public concert…

Oliver also takes guitar lessons, although he much prefers his electric guitar and amp!

Walking home with Slugger…

Once home neighbor Tim tuned Bergen’s guitar and played a little for her. She is fascinated by someone playing the guitar well.

The evening begged for a little fire and some s’mores…

And Bergen gave one final concert for neighbor Jane and Sammy…

I’m glad I take pictures.