My first longest bicycle ride as a kid was the same day my dad bought me the bike. Obviously me and my friend immediately wished to go to the safe woods near our area for a small picnic and come back in a couple of hours, that too cycling!! Woohoo! erm I kept looking at dad in anticipation... batting my eyelashes like mad for permission ๐ Though I wasn't exactly a pro in riding, he didnt have the heart to say no, so he said go ahead! I jumped with joy and me and Niki took some sandwiches, flowers to put in the basket in the front of my pink cycle โบ๏ธ and ....ahem rode only a few kms and came back all exhausted but ecstatic! ๐
Just last year, while me n mum were having a casual chat, this first ride topic came up and she told me that just that day, my dad had followed me in his car, making sure I didn't fall off anywhere or get lost in the middle of nowhere. I ran to my dad and hugged him. It seemed so sweet! โบ๏ธ
I dont know how my parents have managed it over years. I have surprisingly managed to keep their trust in me alive ๐ and I dont remember any squabbles over me going out wherever and whenever. They followed certain rules which Im still not aware of ๐...and I think most of the times, they have made the right decision! When I look at them, I feel I am going to be such a lousy parent when it comes to all this ๐ ๐! But my parents....man I seriously dont know how though!! Do parents just know when and how???
Ok...I know Im not helping answer the post here ๐
Edited by sohn - 17 years ago