Yesterday we had a lovely afternoon with pals at a local dam. We had 5 kids between us along with bikes, helmets and all the usual paraphernelia. My two are still very much at the learning stage of cycling, while our three friends are collectively slightly older and therefore are quite gung ho when it comes to turning the wheels.
As a surprise the boys were offered a long loan of one of their old bikes - and although it was offered to our eldest, of course his sport billy younger brother pleaded for a turn and went off on it like Evil Knievel. Is there anything this boy can't do when he's offered anything related to sport?!
Anyway, it was such a thrill to watch the boys gain confidence and whoopeee themselves along the path, realising their achievements and loving it all the way.
When I closed the boot of the car at the end of the day I felt really touched to have been part of this day. Their day. Their success. Their future.