20th Annual Rädli

On the May 1st Labor Day Holiday, we participated in an open house of sorts, centered around all of the hobby, crafts, and sports organizations at home.  Each of the stations was connected by a sort of scavenger hunt map.

We decided to do only part of one of the four possible courses.  Even though we only did a few stations, we ended up logging at least 10km on our bikes.  Quinn can relatively easily do this distance...and even Emily did a large portion on her tiny bike.

We went to a few cool stations, including the Wasserwacht (a type of lifeguard), the rowing club, and the fire brigade.

Emily was super cute on the rowing machine, and I even got to go with Quinn on one of the boats and rowed for a bit.

Yes, I love taking pictures of the small chappels that spot the countryside in our area.

The downer was the accident that Emily had on her bike.  While going down hill, she started picking up speed, waited too long to brake, then slammed on the brakes when she started going too fast.  The locked wheels skid on the asphalt, she lost control, and flew over her handlebars.  Thankfully, she was ok (but super scared), but she had quite a scrape on her forehead, despite the helmet.

 To her credit, once we got home, she wanted to ride her bike again.  Brave girl!

Bad Parenting ?

There are times as a parent where you are staring at a situation with your child / children and think to yourself 'I'm not too sure this is a good idea'.

I had this feeling a few days ago, when Quinn continued to persist to allow him to do the BMX course near our house.  I've been avoiding this whole topic for quite some time. 

At first he couldn't do it because he didn't have a proper bike (True:  his kiddie bike with coaster brakes would be way too dangerous).  After he got his Big Boy Bike, he asked pretty quickly if he could try.

I then resorted to the tactic, 'You need to get comfortable with your new bike, so that you could handle it'.  Check:  we went mountain biking a few times, and he can now handle his new bike pretty well.

So, after one of our mountain biking tours, he asked, and I gave in...with two conditions: 1) no other kids were there (no need for him to try to do better than the other kids.  He is just that competitive), and 2) Papa tests it first to see where the tough parts are.

Quinn was happy to see that there were no kids on the BMX track.  Now it was my turn.  While I'm a very experienced road and mountain bike rider, this was my first time on a real BMX track, and the first hill was, well, scary.

Not for the downhill itself, but for the uphill and bumps that ensued.  I saw myself in a hospital.  No way.

What do I tell Quinn?  No, you can't do it because Papa is chicken?  Both Eva and I try to be very consequent with our 'conditions'.  If we say it, we mean it.  But, in this case, I couldn't.  So, I just told the truth (too scary for Papa), I told him why, and I showed him the points that could be dangerous.

I told him a million times to be careful, not to get his front tire too high in the air, and to have fun.  I was hoping, perhaps even looking to the sky praying, that he didn't have an accident.

Quinn smiled from ear to ear and was completely out of breath from adrenaline.  He did the loop a few more times, wanting to do more, but I feared that our good fortune would eventually run out once he got more tired.

Sometimes, as a parent, you just have to say yes...and hope that hindsight doesn't force you to realize that the decision was one of those 'bad parenting decisions'.

Frühlingsspaß

Finally...Springtime came to Germany.  After what seemed like 6 months of cold, rainy weather (which actually was 6 months of cold, snowy weather), Spring finally sprung this afternoon.  

So, after the many months of cabin fever, we worked in the yard in the morning.  During the kid's rest time, I enjoyed a 2 hour ride on my road bike, only to come back (exhausted) to kiddoes that wanted to play more.

Emily wanted to ride her bike, and Quinn wanted to play soccer with his friend.

Emily is super proud that she can start (and stop) on her own.  In the video, you will see a prime example of the difference between Quinn and Emily (can you say puddle).

We ended up playing soccer for almost 2 hours, and I will be super sore tomorrow.

But, at least, Springtime is finally here!

Big Boy Bike

When I was 6 or 7, my father took me to a bike store to get my first 'Big Boy Bike'.  I still remember this bike, a Takara Outlaw BMX bike.  Chrome with blue pads that could be reversed to become blue and white checkered pads.

What made this particular event memorable was not necessarily the bike in and of itself.  The fact that it wasn't my birthday or Christmas was unique, but not necessarily the reason.  It was the sentence that my father said as we walked into the store that I still remember to this day; it is this sentence that brings back an overwhelmingly positive feeling:  

"You can have whatever bike you want."

WOW!  A true feeling of a kid in a candystore (well, bike store).  

I rode the hell out of that bike...

So, as Quinn was getting old and big enough to graduate to his first 'Big Boy Bike', I decided to pass this tradition to Quinn.  We had a blast in the store; he touched and rode all sorts of bikes, and while the shop put his bike together, we had a sandwich at Subway (conveniently in the bike shop), where he got unlimited refills of Fanta (a rarity in Germany).

 While Quinn will most likely remember all the Fanta he drank, perhaps he'll become a lifelong lover of bikes, like his father.

A few days later, we headed into our nearby forest, and we mountain biked together.  I had a blast, and I think Quinn did as well...hopefully we'll get to do many more times in the future!

Pre Easter Activities

Two days ago, we headed to a nearby forest to go on one of the published nature walks with friends of ours, who also have two kids about the ages of Quinn and Emily.

The hike itself was relatively non-eventful, but was nice in that the kids actually walked and entertained themselves with nature, letting the adults chat a bit ;-)

 Afterwards, we colored Easter Eggs, and then I took Quinn out to play soccer.  While the picture is relatively far away, one may see the relatively large spread of ages playing - from Quinn (being the youngest) to a few teenagers.

 When we were watching the boys play (we were kicking the ball at the neighboring basketball court), it was obvious that Quinn wanted to play...but he didn't dare ask, so I just asked him, he smiled huge, then ran out to the field.
Despite being a vary diverse (both age, culture, and language), all the kids were very well behaved, and they really took care of the younger kids -> helping them learn the game and encouraging them when they did good things.  It really made me feel like I belonged to a community.  

Quinn must have ran a marathon during the game, and he had a blast.  Once we got home, he asked when he could play with the 'big boys' again.  Before too much longer, Quinn will be one of those big boys, and he will bolt to play soccer right after breakfast.  As long as he has fun and treats the other players like he was treated today, I couldn't think of a better thing for a kid to do.

Happy Easter 2013

Normally, I do not like to post out of chronological order, since today is Easter, I thought I'd make an exception.

 As always, Quinn was up at the crack of sunlight to let us know that the Easter Bunny had come.  We have the rule that the kids cannot go into the living room until we wake up ... so Quinn was great, and he stayed out of the living room...but he shared his excitement with us in our bedroom.

 Quinn thought it was time to get up because it was already past 7am, but since we moved the clocks forward today, it was just way too early.  We tried in vain to get him to go back to sleep (I was the same as a kid).

 Unfortunately, the weather was way too cold to do the easter egg hunt outside, so we brushed off our standard hiding places...and had a blast looking for eggs and chocolate.

 Now I'm off to 'air out' the kids before preparing our Easter Ham, which I picked up from the butcher yesterday.

Happy Easter!

Pre Easter Festivities

Last weekend, suffering through yet another week of really cold, wet weather, we decided to head to a children's museum in an effort to have some fun, get the kids out of the house, and to stay out of the cold.

We weren't the only ones with this idea...the place was packed.

The museum had a very cool exhibit on chickens, and they actually had live chicks that you could hold.  Quinn actually wanted to go back and hold the chick a while longer, and he was very sad when we had to move on.

 There was a pretty cool playground in the area...with a very steep (fast) slide, but it was just too cold to stay out there too long.

Hopefully, Spring will come soon!

Greetings from the Schnullerfee

Shortly after coming back from vacation, Emily (finally) decided that she didn't need her pacifiers anymore.  On one hand, we didn't want to push this step, as she only used them for sleeping, but on the other hand, it was time, as she's getting mighty close to 4.

With Quinn, Eva and I invented the 'Schnullerfee' (literally translated 'Pacifier Fairy') to help encourage Quinn to give up his pacifiers.  Like the Tooth Fairy does with kid's fallen out baby teeth, the Schnullerfee comes to the house and takes the remaining pacifiers and leaves something in return.

 With Quinn, the Schnullerfee left a bike (used, which we got from one of the neighbor's kids, which was a bit interesting when the neighbor saw their old bike, but he was old enough to play along).

So, in an attempt to be fair, Eva found a used bike for Emily, which we had stored in our basement for what seemed like forever, waiting for Emily to decide that it was time for the Schnullerfee.  Not really knowing what the impetus was, Emily decided that it was time, and she packed up her remaining pacifier in a handmade Easter basket for the Schnullerfee.  The rest is history.

Emily's First Bike Ride

While it has already been two weeks since we came back from our 3 week vacation in Florida, due to catching up with 'the real world' as well as some computer issues, I'm a bit limited with blog posts, basically being handicapped or limited to those pictures or videos on my Galaxy Note II.  More content will follow

Just a short video of Emily on her 'Schnullerfee' bike, which the Schnullerfee (Pacifier Fairy) brought when she came and took the rest of Emily's pacifiers.  The bike was used that we got from a flea market...but Emily was so happy when she woke up and saw it in her room, that she didn't notice the scratches.

Please note that I have set this video as 'Private' on YouTube, with only a short list of people who can see this (you got an email or will be able to access).  I hope you understand my locking down these sorts of videos a bit more.