Winter hit hard this week. It hits even harder when you miss the school bus on a cold morning. Yup, Theo was dawdling this morning. We ran as fast as we could to his bus stop a half block away. We were out before the scheduled bus stop. We stood, waiting in silence. No bus. 1 minute. 2 minutes. 3 minutes. Ok, let's give it 5 more minutes. 1.2..3...4....5. "I guess we're going to have to take the Roo, Dad," Theo said. These multi-modal car-free kids know all the tricks. I am surprised he didn't mention a taxi.
We got the Roo trike and biked the mile to school. It was cold. I opened the front of the Roo upon arrival. Theo looked a little shell shocked from the cold. "You OK, bud," I asked. No response. "Did you stay warm enough?" I followed. "Yup, Dad," he replied as he hopped out of the Roo. He insisted that I come in with him to his class. It is always fun to see the Kindergarten class starting their day. We saw Theo's friend's father, Jim. He asked incredulously, "You biked???" Yup. He looked at us, speechless. (It turned out he thought that Theo rode his bike too!).
I headed home. Curious about the temperature, I finally looked. Eleven below. Hello Minnesota winter.
We got the Roo trike and biked the mile to school. It was cold. I opened the front of the Roo upon arrival. Theo looked a little shell shocked from the cold. "You OK, bud," I asked. No response. "Did you stay warm enough?" I followed. "Yup, Dad," he replied as he hopped out of the Roo. He insisted that I come in with him to his class. It is always fun to see the Kindergarten class starting their day. We saw Theo's friend's father, Jim. He asked incredulously, "You biked???" Yup. He looked at us, speechless. (It turned out he thought that Theo rode his bike too!).
I headed home. Curious about the temperature, I finally looked. Eleven below. Hello Minnesota winter.
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