I stayed home with the two little ones while Caleb took 3 excited boys to the skate park for 3 hours. Upon their return I asked Caleb if he had let them do all sorts of crazy things which would not have been allowed had I been there.
The answer was...yes.
Although, crazy try-anything Jason did want to stand and his dad put a halt to that idea right quick.
Sensible Paul didn't go for the flying down a ramp idea and stuck to his bike...
And a bit of sliding...
Even though there were some crashes...
And some rough landings...
We, surprisingly, ended up with just 1 bloodied chin and the knees torn out of only 1 pair of jeans.
Pretty good, I thought.