4 1/2 Scotts

That sounds like the beginning of a really bad joke. But it's not. It was the highlight of my weekend!

I got a chance to see my older brother and family on Sunday morning, after festivities with his wife the night before.

We, of course, went running.

Slowly. But a gorgeous day and lovely company.

And my brother got to use his jogging stroller for the first time. I taught him how to lock the front wheel!

Who knows - 4 or 4 1/2 miles? And I collected 3 new parks. Whee!