This evening, there were 9 kids running/riding/scooting/screaming in our neighborhood, Izzy and Joe being 2 of them. The scooter gang is growing. It was great.
Joe still doesn’t know how to use his brakes on his bike. That creates for some collisions as well as spills. Luckily, today, his falls were ok. Just a scraped arm.
He and Izzy were both flying down the hill to the right of our house. Izzy rode down it one footed on the scooter, wobbling to the point where I thought she would tumble, but she made it each time.
I’m glad they can play, and play fearlessly. As Seth puts it, they go full tilt at each run, no matter if they fell the time before. Here’s to hoping that’s how they live their life.