In this installment, Grandma and Grandpa visited to see the boys' soccer games. Max got a medal after his last game of the season (they all did) and insisted on wearing it all weekend long. The big boys got to go to a Star Wars-themed birthday party that was literally inspired by Liam's birthday festivities last year, and Henry got to enjoy some rare alone time with his parents.
Sunday morning, we hopped on our bikes (and by "hopped," I mean that Max rode his bike, Liam walked his bike, and I carried Henry's trike) and headed over to the school playground/field for a little practice riding. Neither Liam nor Max is quite ready to give up training wheels, and that is doubtless our fault. It really doesn't help that every time we get out the bikes, one or both (or all three, this time!) has outgrown the current bike configurations, and adjustments have to be made. Liam has outgrown his bike entirely, so now we're hoping he can make do with it until we retrieve Mike's childhood bike from Naperville. Since both Liam and Max will be home all summer (they opted out of the fun summer program the daycare offers, despite it featuring weekly field trips, pool trips, library visits, etc.) our goal is to have them both riding without training wheels by fall.
In other weekend events, Mike demonstrated the difficulties associated with riding a too-small bike, and Henry tried to make a break for it and climb a chain-link fence. Also, the mosquitoes are BAD already. Max is still the hardest hit. He got a bite on one side of his neck Sunday that swelled up by Monday to golf ball size despite the repeated application of cream specifically made for bug bites. Yikes!
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