Dirt track

We discovered a dirt track at a local park that the kids were excited to try out. The first day we went was when Lily was at dance. The boys were a bit cautious at first, but then got very comfortable. Liam just went wherever he felt like going and somehow managed not to get run over. It was all fun until Max had a hard fall. His shirt was covered in dust and he wanted to go home. After a little break and some water though, he was ready to get out there again. I was surprised, but happy he would try again. However, he went had a bad fall once again, this time with a bloody knee as a result. The blood kind of freaked him out so it was time to go after that. I had no idea how I was going to get the stain out, but whatever I did worked and that white shirt is all clean! The next day they wanted to go again, so we went after piano. I'm not sure that was a good idea because the kids were hungry and it was getting late, but they had a great time and we all didn't meltdown until we got home. Lily was unsure at first, but she gained a lot of confidence and loved it. Max and Liam did have one crash, but both bounced back quickly, and Ryan was an excellent sport when his bike's chain kept falling off. He pleasantly let me know what happened without getting upset at all, I was so proud of him. I kind of lost it at home with trying to get everyone bathed from the dirt and get them fed and dealing with very tired children, so it was not a no-yelling night, but we eventually all made it to bed. 

Ryan is holding up 4 fingers because that is how much his chain has broke thus far.