I can remember this time of year when I was little.
My siblings and I anxiously waited for the snow to melt enough so that we were allowed to bring our bikes out and go riding.
Bike rides brought freedom.
Freedom from winter.
Freedom from the yard.
It allowed me to go faster and further than I could a week ago.
Oh how I loved riding my bike in the summer.
This past weekend was that weekend.
We brought out Little Girls bike, strapped on the helmet and Daddy took her for a bike ride.
I enjoyed some time on the couch catching up on my Grey's Anatomy while Little Boy napped.
They were gone way longer than I thought she would last, only 4 years old and 45 minutes later they returned.
She had a blast!