Family Bike Rides

I grew up riding a bike.  I can't always say I loved it - but I do have fond memories taking family bike rides with my parents.  We would bike to a local state park and ride around the lake.  On the way home we would have to ride up a HUGE hill home. (Insert the times I hated riding my bike.)  I would yell "CLAW" and my Dad would come behind be and put a grip around the back of my neck and help push me up the hill.
I am now forcing biking upon my children.  Brice hated riding his bike at first and now he rides his bike home from school everyday.

For my first Mother's day as a Mother Adam bought me a bike and a trailer for the baby.  For Adam's first Father's day I bought him a bike.  Ever since we've been a bike riding family.  Now with Kortni part of our family - bike rides look a little like this . . .

Thankfully Kortni felt pity on Adam and bought herself a bike.