Spring Has Sprung

Living in a humid, tropical climate has few advantages, but mostly disadvantages. The main disadvantage is the constant wetness that is everywhere....either you are sweating/soaking through your clothes, or you are experiencing a damp cold that chills to the bone, or you are getting rained on, or the air is so thick with humidity you can't breathe.  However, there are a few beautiful days in the fall and a few in the spring, where it feels like spring.  The humidity is less than normal and it is actually comfortable to be outside.  Right now is one of those times!!

I have been very cautious about Hannah and Hudson riding bikes here.  The traffic is a little crazy, meaning cars and motorbikes feel free to ride on the sidewalks as well as people EVERYWHERE!  So, their opportunities to ride have been slim to none.  I have decided to allow them to ride around our apartment complex which is large, but they have to constantly be aware of bikes, cars, people, strollers, motorcycles, tractors,  and anything else that might suddenly jump in their paths or come around a corner very quickly.  Not fun!  However Hudson enjoys riding his bike to the little market inside our complex and getting toilet paper, or drinks, or whatever else is needed.  Then he likes to arrange it all on his bike and ride home.  Frankly, it is quite convenient for me!!

This week, on one of those beautiful nights we loaded up our bikes and went out a ways so the kids could ride their bikes with no traffic or people or anything.  They had so much fun and rode for a few hours.  And mom didn't have to worry at all!!

Kinda like Grover....NEAR.......

 FAR........

 My boy...

 Rob giving a little instruction on something.....

 The parents....

I will add that last week was a moment of pride in my husband's life (as it will be in Pa's too).  Hudson was out riding his bike with his friends. We looked out the window and saw Hudson leaned over his bike working on it.  Upon calling out to see what the problem was, he said his chain had popped off and that something on the handlebars was messed up, but he had it all under control.  Rob surmised he would probably have to go down and help him fix the problems, but several minutes later off he rode, fixing his own bike.  Hopefully he has inherited Rob's "fix-it" genes.