The Black Eyed Poppet

The kids have learned to ride bikes and spend all daylight hours tearing up the backyard going back and forth.  In a technology obssessed world where kids spend so little time outdoors playing and all their time on their wii games, Nintendo DSs or their parent's iPads, we love that the only thing our kids think about when it comes to play time is getting on their bikes.

 

So to give the grass in our backyard a break, Michael took the kids to a nearby playground where there was plenty of grass for them to ride on and Buster could have a climb and a slide.  There was also a bit of a hill that led from the playground down to the large grassy area and Henry and Milly decided they were brave enough to ride down it.  Michael thought it was a little steep for a first hill, but it was short and it was all grass with a little bit of uneven ground when they reached the bottom, and the kids were keen. 

 

Henry went first.  Michael was standing at the bottom of the hill and said Henry's face went from excitement to panic as he gathered speed and his bike started to wobble and he was trying not to crash.  But he made it down safely and I think Michael was more relieved than Henry.

 

Next was Milly.   Michael said she looked terrified but there was no way she was not going to do it now that Henry had made it successfully.  Michael was also terrified for her and she almost made it down safely had it not been for the uneven ground at the bottom.  She crashed.  Or as we like to say in Australia - stacked it.  All corners of the Earth would have heard her screaming. 

 

The good news was there were no broken bones, no blood, just a little grazing to the face and three days later a black eye appeared.    

 

 

 

Never one to be defeated, she is back on the bike and the grass in our backyard is looking less than green again.