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8 Tubes and a Half Mile
Matthew just learned to ride his bike. We actually took the training wheels off last fall, and he rode back and forth on our street a couple of times (ending with crashes) before deciding it was too scary. For the past several months, he avoided the bike and chose instead to ride his Razor. Finally, after some time passed, we convinced him to try again. He had already learned balance from the Razor, so it wasn't too hard for him to get comfortable on the bike.
Now he wants to go for rides every evening. So except for tonight when we finally got some much-needed rain, we've been venturing out as a family for rides around the block. Doing this has reminded me of family bike rides when I was growing up. I never really thought about it much, but those are some of my best memories of childhood. I remember rides with my mom or dad out in the country, a place we would stop to rest that we dubbed the "shady spot", and even getting in major trouble with Mark once for speeding down a hill away from Dad on a busy road (sorry Dad).
I want to build memories like that with my kids--time spent with no agenda, away from the TV or computer screen, just enjoying the world around us and each others' company. It's one of the reasons I'm glad we have worked to keep our evenings relatively free this fall. I hope we are making memories that will last a lifetime.
Billy Chia says:
- August 29, 2007 10:45 PM
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lol, Evie doesn't like her bike either. She's now in the "addicted to scooter" phase.