A ride

We finally got over to the Harley Davidson Museum. It's a very cool space and also has some fun dress up items. Is it my fault she spent so much time riding her bike that she feel asleep before we got to the gift shop?


Harry, on the other hand, was awake. It seems like he's always awake lately. He hides with his night light reading books and building smuggled lego contraptions. But back to the Harley Museum. Just when you think he's clever and has really figured a few things out he asks, after looking thoughtfully at several photos, 'Dad, in the olden days were people just really black and white like that?'


Sort of. But not exactly.