Baz is very proud of the cider Originally uploaded by
wiredknitter This kid!
This is not a picture of his bike. I failed to think of taking one. In fact, I was busy fretting.
I extended his "range" of places he could go to include the bike trail up to 180th. That's about 5 miles each way. it's smooth flat trail, the crossings are not busy but do have lights, it's all perfectly safe. He has good road safety, lights, a vest. He knows all our phone numbers by heart.
In fact, I was only a little bit worried about him biting it out there. I have biked with blood running down my leg. I was a lot more worried that some officious grownup would freak out and try to stop him.
But he was gone about 70 minutes, and came back in an excellent mood of accomplishment and exercise. Hurrah!
I bet he bikes faster when he is not asking me
* how sewers work
* what an easement is
* what causes homelessness
* how bees know which flowers to go to
* how rabbits run so fast
* why snot is considered gross but breastmilk isn't.
For the record, all those questions occurred in the same ride.
Anyway, I'm very proud of him, and his responsibility and steadiness and strength and sense of adventure.
Do me a favor? If you see a little kid out doing something "grown-up", and they don't look worried or scared, just let them be. Don't buy their candy bars or ask if they're lost. They're individuals, and probably they're fine.