Paul helps the kids pose for a picture.
Hand in hand - too sweet!
Our wee man loves his kilt!
Our bonnie lass loves her "Princess dress," as she calls it.
A kilt isn't going to keep Ian from climbing...
Laurel follows Ian's lead.
Going up, up, up...
...and then down...
Now, that's what I call an ice cream cone!
Ian had to get one with pink on it. Unfortunately after only a few licks, it toppled over, hit his sleeve and landed on the ground. Oh yes, there were tears.
Sweet Laurel was willing to give up her cone to Ian in exchange for Mommy's strawberry shake.
Ian eats this cone more carefully. You can see the pink residue from the last cone's fall on Ian's sleeve.
The day ended with a fun train ride for the kids. I think each car was made from a keg of beer.