Day 146: Need your help! (My first giveaway)

In addition to the 2+ weeks straight of sick children slowing me down, I seemed to have slammed into the proverbial creative brick wall. I've had this photo on my desktop for a couple of days; I know I had a caption in mind when I shot it, but whatever it was, it's vanished like an ice cream cone in a room full of hungry toddlers.

So, I'm coming to you for help. Write a caption for the photo and post it in the comments. The winner, as determined by a highly select group of judges (i.e. me, along with my older children), will receive his or her choice of the following items:

* A guest post on the blog

* A dozen freshly baked homemade whoopie pies, if you're local

* A custom-made camera strap cover

I'm hoping that someone out there is more creative than I'm feeling at the moment!

Here's the shot:

...aaaaaaaaaannd GO!

Day 145

Joel and Paul, members of Miniscout Troop 2, were quite proud of their tepee.

Day 144

Trixie sat and contemplated her options. She was beginning to realize that no matter how hard she pumped her legs, the swing wasn't going anywhere.

Day 143

"I'll be honest with you, son: you might never get better. I have no earthly clue how I'm going to open this bottle, let alone climb up and in to fill this syringe."

Day 142

Vic was totally pumped; this was by far their biggest heist yet. Not even the cops hot on his tail could dampen his spirits.

Day 141

No bad jokes, no play on words, just this:

GO RAVENS!!!!!

Day 140

Dress rehearsal was not going according to plan; the possibility that the rabbit would actively resist going into the hat had never crossed Gerald's mind.

Day 139

Ever the supportive friend, Marcie knew just what to do. She brought Stacy a shoulder to cry on, an assortment of hats, and a stiff drink.

Day 138

"Dude, when you said your cousin was empty-headed, I thought you were kidding."

Day 137

Word around the playground was that Big Tommy had the stolen-arms market cornered.

Day 136

Moses was a ham with a terrible sense of humor, but the tourists lapped it up every time.

Day 135

The guys came running as soon as Charla screamed, but as it turned out, there was no real danger. The mouse was already dead.

Day 134

Todd was still less than happy about the amount of cleaning he'd have to do, but the fact that he remembered to pack an extra set of legs did mollify him a little bit.

Day 133

As much as he loved off-roading, the amount of effort it would take to clean his ATV was never far from Todd's mind. He couldn't ride without mentally castigating himself for going with white instead of holding out for a mud-colored model.

Day 132

After his modeling career ended abruptly in mid-2010, John, along with a few friends, managed to find work through temp agencies. It didn't hurt matters that he'd perfected his ability to hold a smile for hours on end.

Day 131

Though he initially showed promise when holding the pole, Toby clearly didn't share his brother's enthusiasm for Extreme Fishing once the roles were reversed.