Saturday saw yet another first. Our first family bike ride. Our arrival in Oxford has left us without a car for the first time in our marriage, and for me for the first time in 9 years. The buses are plentiful and go everywhere here, but they’re not cheap and there’s still the walk from our house to the main bus route. Not as convenient as we had hoped. So we decided to get bikes. The Rocket Scientist has had his for a couple weeks and has been using it to get back and forth to work. I love it, it means he can stay a little later in the morning and still get to work on time and he can stay at work a little later and still get home at a decent time. Because of a mixup as to what child seats fit on what bikes, I only got mine this last week. I went out a couple times to test my bike legs as it were and by Saturday I felt comfortable enough to go out with Doodle so we decided to take a ride as a family.
Doodle did great. Of course he had no reason to think this was a big deal, it’s just another seat that he gets strapped into to go places. A little colder though, have I mentioned I can’t wait ’til spring. Right around the corner they tell me. We ended up going farther than planned and by the time we got home, I wasn’t sure I would be able to stand. Ugh.
So what did we decide to do today? Bike to church. Oh. my. gosh. It’s not like Oxford is super hilly, it’s more bumpy as the Rocket Scientist says, but enough that my thighs and knees are quite upset with me. The Rocket Scientist looked on google maps and figured we biked about 12 miles in the last two days. I’ve never been one to ease into things. Doodle once again was a trooper. His face however is showing a bit of wind burn so I’ll have to get him a bit of protection for his face and slather on the Aquafor in the meantime.
I’m totally kicking myself though for not taking our camera today. First of all, the creche (nursery) in the church we went to had a little blue rocking horse which he had fun on. And actually, this was his first time in a room full of children his age. I left him and went to sit with the Rocket Scientist in the service. That was hard for me, but good for Doodle I’m sure. He did great though, playing nicely with everyone, not freaking out when he didn’t see me, and didn’t cry when I came back, just showed me how nicely he could feed the baby next to him a wooden train track. ‘Bless’
After church we went to a pub for a Valentine lunch. It was a really nice place with a real highchair, not the wooden things you get in most restaurants. The Rocket Scientist had a steak and I had a lamb pot roast with yorkshire pudding and mint sauce. Mmmmmm…so yummy (or scrummy as it is here). Doodle did so well considering he had no morning nap. He was enjoying eating all kinds of new food off of Mummy’s plate, and then suddenly, in the middle of opening his mouth for a bit of potato, he just kind of…fell asleep. It was hilarious, I’d always wondered how kids fall asleep in their spaghetti, and now I know. If you keep your child awake through their entire nap time and are approaching their next nap time, any place where they are sitting becomes good enough to fall asleep in. Again, kicking myself for not having the camera.