So how does the teenager get to stretch his legs,
the 3rd grader get to walk with his admired older brother
and the 3 year old get to play and hold a hand when the woods in broad daylight get scary?
I did not exactly figure that out today, but loop paths where B could go one way and we could catch up with him somewhere in the middle were a good compromise.
and K walked all but the last bit on her own legs.