My workplace has been shut down for the week following Easter, presenting some prime time for Oliver during my favourite season. The blistering heat of summer has been replaced with beautiful warm sunny days and cool evenings.What better time than this to take Ollie on his first bike ride?
I remember taking Damien for rides like this in Canada. He would clutch two GI Joe's in his hands as we rode along, then tuck them into the back of my pants when he got tired of holding them.
Jax was a little nervous as she watched us ride away...
Oliver and I stopped at a
play-ground a few blocks away and had some good fun.
The grass was green and soft so we did some running and chasing and falling down.
A few planes went overhead, so we stopped to watch them fly over.
We had a few fast rides down the big yellow slide ("slippery dip" in this part of the world!), and a swing together on the big person swing.
Spying the bike in the distance, Oliver suddenly decided we needed to get moving again. I was serenaded with a beautiful happy song all the way home.
We kept this ride short (since it was our first) but next time we may ride all the way to Auntie Louise's house for a visit...
or...
maybe along the river to feed the ducks...
or...
maybe back to Nana's house for a play with Heysen and Grandpa...
who knows?
It's all Heaven to me...
