Kick the Bike

Today was a special Daddy day as I took the day off to spend with Girl on her first day of the holidays. It started badly with the usual madness of trying to get the little ones ready and out the door. We then dropped off Boy for morning nursery though he was quite grumpy about it.

Once Girl and I were talking to each other again we hit the beach to picnic and fly a kite in the sunshine until it was time to go and get the Boy. On our way we got a call from Wife who had had a nursery call on account of Boy needing medicine so we headed straight to get him.

He never lets us give him medicine so it was handy he let one of his keyworkers do it. Anyway he then told me he was actually fine and that we could still head out to the skate park. I tried to argue this fib but his sister backed him up and I grew tired of the fight. So hoping the buggy would help him rest we headed to the skate park.

As we sat on the common watching the tricks a young boy stole our attention as he spent the whole time of our visit kicking and throwing his bike around in a rage. Maybe he could not challenge the tricks he could see in the park.