Reversal of roles

Last week we had a day that got into the low 70's. It was still cold in the morning and I realized Elliot's helmet was left at a friend's house. So I drove Noah to school, but during the day, I dropped his bike off at school. Elliot and I headed out on our bikes to pick him up that afternoon.

Noah's been riding bikes since he was two and has always been fast and strong. But, something happened over winter. He is even faster. No exaggeration, I was pedaling my heart out trying to keep up with him. He'd look back every now and again to check on me. And, of course, he always followed safety rules and stopped at the blocks before crossing without me. Still, it was funny. We made it home FAST. And I needed a big drink of water when we came in. Elliot was cracking me up from his bike seat "Mom, where's Noah? I don't see him."

Of course, I loved every minute of it.  That kid is a machine.

Excited to go pick up Noah

"You still back there, mom?"