Today was a beautiful sunny day, so DH and I took the two younger children (and their bikes) to the duckpond.
Bad, bad move.
DD3 has been desperate to have the stabilisers (training wheels) of her bike removed, but she does not yet have the required sense of balance to enable to do this safely.
We got to the duck pond without untoward incident, and opened our three bags of diced bread for the ducks.....one for DD3, one for DD4 and one for DH and I to share.
Well, the wretched ducks had obviously had a surfeit of food over the holiday weekend, as we could see bread pieces around the pond, and the ducks treated us and our offering of bread with utter disdain, and swam off in the opposite direction !
So we headed over to the local shop to buy some sweets for the young ones.
Then disaster struck, with one of DD3`s stabilisers breaking off her bike. It proved difficult to ride, so DH took off the other stabiliser in the vain hope that this would improve matters.
Needless to say, it did not, with a major mishap involving the pavement and DD3`s leg, so we gave up and came home, accompanied by much loud and overly dramatic weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth. I am giving serious thought to stopping DD3`s drama classes, as she is a notable drama queen already, judging by today`s performance......
To say that it was not a pleasant trip is an understatement.
We were glad to get home, and DD3 was equipped with plasters for her wound whilst DH mended the bike.
Normal service has now been resumed :-)