Again a twenty-degree difference between Whitewater and Fox Point. The kids did well as over-nighters; we had a lavish breakfast, and then a picnic lunch on the front porch (because it was shady and we were hot from all the scootering and bike riding).

Katy and Will picked daffodils, grape hyacinths, and dandelions, all ostensibly for their Mom, though I'm not sure any of the flowers actually reached their final destination.

Of course, we finally had to take the kids back to their point of origin in spite of vociferous protestations to the contrary.