We wanted to go to the bakery, but Mom wouldn’t allow us to go unless we walked. So we bundled up & headed out the door. It was windy, unfortunately. We made it two blocks & started hearing “are we almost there?” “Where’s the bakery?” “Is it closer to home or the bakery?” We trudged on. We met Great Grandma Wickman & Aunt Jo-Jo up there. It was well worth the 3-mile round-trip walk. Of course, we tried talking Great Gram & Aunt Jo-Jo into giving us a ride home, but we opted to walk after all. The walk home was significantly warmer since the wind was at our backs.