Showing posts with label Bike. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bike. Show all posts

Sunday, 21 October 2012

The perfect weather to ride a bike

Today it was son number two's turn to learn to ride his bike.  We taught my oldest to ride his back in the summer and it took a week of hard work before it really clicked and we're hoping that it's the same this time.

The weather was beautiful today so we packed the car with two bikes, a trike and three children and we set off for our local Country Park.  It's the perfect place to learn to ride a bike as there's lots of straight bits and it's mostly flat.

Firstly, a pep talk from dad.  Let's hope it works.
 And we're off!                                                                                                                                              
He's a bit wobbly, but he'll soon get the hang of it.


Oops! Daddy let go.
The other boys are having fun though.

No help needed here.
No pictures please!


My oldest and youngest boys were my responsibility today while hubby took on the back breaking task of holding on to that bike.  He wasn't allowed to let go as Ethan would panic so, for today, he held on to it.  We did have to take a few breaks from all that hard work.  


Watching the ducks
Can't break for too long though; must get back to the task in hand.  Ethan is doing really well too.  He just needs a bit more confidence and then he'll be off.


Time for another break before heading back, and who can blame him with that view?  I sometimes forget how beautiful my local area is.


 Finally, the best bit.  


Ice-cream!!

Do you think the children look a bit cold though?






There's just enough time for some fun in the park before we go home. 




Just pretend we're on a beach in the sun....
 It's going to take a bit more time and effort to finally crack it, but half term is coming up and I'm determined that Ethan will be riding his bike like a pro by the end of it.  Let's hope the weather holds out so he can learn.

I have heard a whisper about an Indian Summer..... Hmmm, I'll believe it when I see it!

Country Kids from Coombe Mill Family Farm Holidays Cornwall

Friday, 10 August 2012

Future Olympians?

As a parent I am expected to help shape my children's future.  I should help them to develop skills and a good understanding of how to deal with the world around them.  I have tried my hardest to do a decent job with this.  I've tried to instil a sense of what is right and wrong, encouraged them to respect other people and their views and opinions, enforced good manners and politeness, all while allowing them to build their confidence and develop independence.  I didn't realise that my children would change who I am.

I have always been a bit apathetic.  I've never really had much interest in anything that involved politics, religion, sport....  I was always happy to just coast through life, not worrying about much and not having any strong opinions of my own.  That was until I had children.  I started to realise that everything is political; my children's schooling, healthcare, our family finances.  I had to start caring about what was going on in the world as it affected almost every part of our lives.  

Even my religious beliefs have been tested as children have absolutely no boundaries in their questioning.  In school they are told about Adam and Eve.  When they asked me about this I tried to explain the concept of Evolution while trying to be very diplomatic and saying that different people believe in different theories.  Evolution is not that easy to explain to four and five year olds, but I gave it a shot.  I don't think they really got it!  Whether they did or not doesn't really matter, I'm just trying to educate them; to provide them with all the information that they need to make their own minds up.

Having children has changed me in ways I had never thought about.  I have never really understood sport.  When I was younger I liked watching gymnastics and ice-skating on TV; I was a member of a netball team and a cross country running squad many moons ago, and I even did a bit of ballet dancing.  As I got older I lost interest in watching sport on TV and didn't do anything myself.  I'm not that active, preferring to drive most places and only dabbling in the occasional bit of exercise when I put on a few pounds.  I had never bothered to watch the Olympics as it never interested me.

Again, children has changed all that as I want to show my children what is happening in the world.  I took them to see the Olympic torch when it passed in a nearby town and I was so excited.  I felt very proud and extremely patriotic.  This was quite a new feeling for me, but seeing my boys excitement was priceless.  My oldest son had written a letter to Tim Baillie & Etienne Stott as part of a school project and they had replied and sent a photograph.  The school had also arranged for an Olympic torch to be shown to the children, so anything to do with the Olympics was huge for my boys.


I still never thought that I would actually sit down and watch the sports on TV.  Yet, every spare bit of time I get I find myself looking to see what sports I can watch.  I love to show the boys what they could do when they grow up.  They are both learning to swim so it was great to show them the swimmers and tell them that if they keep practising then they could be just as good one day.  I even watched a BMX race today as my oldest has just leant to ride a bike so this was very appropriate.  Then tonight I got obsessed with the men's diving because it's just edge of your seat stuff (nothing to do with fit, muscular bodies, honest).  I'm gutted now that I didn't get any tickets to actually take them to watch some of the Olympics live.  

I want my boys to see that there's a big wide world out there and they can do anything they want if they work hard.  There are so many options open to them and I will try to give them all the opportunities they need to decide which is best for them.

They're already practising their skills.                                                                                                                                                                 
Future Bradley Wiggins??
He can do some cool tricks on his scooter
I think wheelybugging could be the next Olympic sport
For now though, they're already collecting medals and trophies.  I think I could definitely have the next generation of Olympians.

Trophies and medals from their latest kickboxing competition

Thursday, 2 August 2012

Learning to ride

I decided on the weekend that it was time for my oldest son to learn how to ride a bike without stabilisers. We'd been putting it off and making up lots of excuses (we haven't got time, or the weather's too bad) but it was time to bite the bullet and go for it. Firstly, this involved a trip to the shops to actually buy a bike as he'd long outgrown his old one. When we'd acquired the appropriate (red and cool were his only requirements) bike we could get started straight away. After a second stop to pick up a helmet (he'd outgrown that too - bad mother), we headed to the local country park.

All I can say is that I was glad my husband took the lead (though his first comment was that he should have checked YouTube to find out how to teach a child to ride a bike!  Erm, ok then!!)  I strolled through the park pushing my youngest in his trike, and watching my middle boy riding his scooter, while hubby ran alongside Zac encouraging him to pedal and steer in a straight line.  He managed to pedal but kept steering straight into the bushes, although that was probably a good thing as he had no idea how to brake.  It took a good hour or so to get him to travel a short distance in a relatively straight line before falling off (he still hadn't mastered the art of stopping).

Every day since he's been practising outside the house.  First he learnt to steer and he finally learnt to stop.  I got him to use his feet to stop for now; using the brakes is the next step.  He actually rode his bike up the the park this afternoon and I think he's doing brilliantly.