On your marks!

It's a good thing I have fun friends, otherwise my poor children would be bereft of even more than they think they are in their self-pitiful moments. Our friends and down the street neighbors decided to start a bike race tradition for New Years' Eve morning. The kids helmeted up and grabbed their bikes and took off on a 2 mile loop behind our houses. Some were competitive, riding so fast their muscles still shook after finishing, some suffered mechanical malfunctions and cardiovascular limitations, all had tons of fun, earned their very own shrinky dink medals (yes, they still sell them!) and some Gatorade and enjoyed a crystal clear Vegas winter morning outside on their bikes. Thanks Eborn Clan! (we won't talk about the resulting trouble of realizing all the Fears kids had outgrown their bikes when we weren't looking. I swear they grow by the foot during their sleep!)