Poor Eliza, I mean poor Jaron!

So on Saturday we went on a quick bike ride. We rode to Stater Brothers to pick up something for dinner and on the way home Eliza passed out (she was on her second day with no nap). Poor Jaron, she fell right on to his lap and she stayed that way until we took her out. That bike trailer is already confining and then to have your sister fall asleep on top of you with that big helmet has to be uncomfortable but did Jaron complain? Nope, he just informed us that she was asleep and then when we got home he asked us to get her. He is so sweet and makes my days so much easier. Below are a couple of pics from when we got home. Our poor Eliza is wiped out.