TheBoy and I have been doing a fair amount of bonding this vacation. From throwing a football at the beach (I seem to be improving at it, which is quite odd) to rollerblading along the canal, we have been spending a good deal of time together doing stuff - and also talking.
One of the things we've been doing is riding our bikes on the canal - there is a seven mile long path that runs along the canal (on both sides) that was a road built during the construction for ferrying equipment and workers to and from the active work site. After completion, the roads were turned into foot- and bicycle paths for public use. Going from our campground at the Cape side of the canal to the end (the ocean side) is seven miles out, seven miles back, for a total of 14 miles roundtrip. TheBoy was pleased to be able to make the round trip this time out.
He's standing in front of the Cape Cod Canal Railroad bridge at the West end of the canal, just ahead of Mass Maritime Academy. That's the end of the Canal, but the halfway point of our biking. The first time we traversed the entire canal was three years ago. We stopped at least ten times on the way out and about as many on the way back, an I probably traveled more than double the length of the trail doubling back to make sure he was okay when he fell behind.
Now? He frequently leads the trek out. We're not quite at the stage where we have to stop more for Dad, but I can see it coming. It's nothing short of amazing watching him grow. I keep counting my blessings - I know it won't be long before he's too cool to be seen with dumb ol' dad, and I consider that every vacation where we do things together could be the last (at least the last without significant eyerolling and drama). It's going to be sad when that part ends, but it's all part of growing up.
Today we're going to attempt to rollerblade at least halfway down the Canal. We made it about 2.5 miles last time before he wanted to turn back; he's pretty sure we can make it halfway. The great part about the Canal path is the lack of cars/motorized traffic - he was pretty shaky on rollerblades when we started, but now he's zipping along like an old pro. It will not be long at all before he's skating rings around his old man, and I am fine with that. I will keep doing whatever he wants as long as he still wants his old man around.
And don't worry, I have similar stories for BabyGirl G. as well...
That is all.