Saturday was team John and/or Beth's first geocaching event cache. The Lakes, Legends and Lore Geocaching league had a cache bash starting at the visitor's center in town, and after a get together with snacks and hot dogs, coords for 11 new caches were released and everyone scattered. I had the kids, but Beth was busy. So first off, the batteries in my GPS died, so it was home first to get fresh ones, which probably killed any chance of a FTF. But we did find one in town, then not find one over by Barbee Lake, and did find one in North Webster before the kids were tired of it. We met another cache team in NW and went back to Barbee with them, where we met yet another cacher looking for that one, but everyone came up empty. Then, as I said, the kids were over it so we went home, then to visit Beth at the garage sale at Churchill's she was helping with, then to the Zimmer trail with the kids' bikes and my skates. As always, someone had to go when we were a mile from anywhere, so we all rolled back and dashed to a gas station. Alex continues to ride well with no training wheels, but still wants them back on after a little while. He has a hard time turning, stopping and keeping propped up when stopped. Friday afternoon, Beth and the kids met another mom/kid from Alex's kindergarten class for lunch at a park in town, where Alex got stung on the back of the hand by a yellowjacket. His hand swelled up pretty good but by the time I was home from work he was ok. It didn't hurt anymore, he said, but it did itch. The same kid had invited Alex to his church's Wednesday evening program this week so Alex went there instead of Kids Klub. And I went roller skating at work with some co-workers over lunch twice this week.