I took Caleb with me. He rode his bike, but started complaining about a mile in. He had several opportunities to go back, and always opted to keep going. We stopped at a park to play for about 10 minutes. Then we stopped. And stopped. And stopped. We had a melt down when he hit a curb and racked himself. The last 1.5 miles was okay. That was after I told him to pray when he felt he couldn't keep going. We stopped a couple more times, but he wasn't as whiney. It wasn't the most fun I've ever had with him, but it was okay. |