If there is one thing that strike me as the best Czech past time, it is cycling. Now that the weather is definitely getting better, cyclists abound the streets of my little town. The cycling paths are not that well developed but people still go out and ride their bikes.
A Czech friend once told me that it is almost mandatory for every Czech child to know how to ride a bike. And these bikes come in all stages depending on the child’s age.
They start out with little plastic ones.
Then as they get older, they have those that resemble a real bicycle but without pedals.
And of course, your bike grows with you.
As much as I would like to join the trend, I cannot ride a bicycle for now. Plus, I do not own a good bicycle…just yet. All I can do is reminisce my biking days.
But the good thing is, we may be able to save some money on my bicycle since I am a small person. Those bikes for teenagers may just fit me just fine. We’ll see.
Another Christmas tradition here in Czech is to take a walk with the family on Christmas Eve. In our case, it became a post Christmas activity.
Since we were celebrating with the extended family, and the boys love trains, we took them out for a short train ride in a neighboring city. We then went on the back roads that connected one train station to another. I was lucky to snap a couple of pics of my little boy with his cousins.
Precious little moments….
I tried to coax them into looking at the camera, but wasn’t very successful.
Someone is always looking away.
A simple thing can also be a reason to play.
In this case, a simple bottle cover became a soccer ball.
Although the walk was not in the nicest part of town, it is one of the most memorable walks we’ve ever had.
Don’t you just love the innocence of a child? Here are a few snippets of my encounters with my almost 2yr old boy.
One morning after getting out of bed, Jakub picked up his toy cellphone and said: “Babi, mlecinko is gone.” (Grandma, milk is gone)
To stop him from climbing the cabinet, I told Jakub: “Don’t climb this or mommy will be mad at you.” I then went to his bedroom to ventilate his windows. When I came back, he was already carrying a chair so he can open the cabinet. Knowing that it was still wrong, he looked guiltily at me as he exclaimed: “Mommy, ne mad at you.”
Tommy, Jakub’s cousin who is the same age as he, has blond hair. Whenever he sees blond-haired boys (which is 50% of all the boys in the playground), he calls them Tommy.
To lure him to sleep, I told Jakub that I will make palacinky when he wakes up. I then proceeded to ask: “Do you like palacinky?” He responded: “Ne. Ice cream”
Jakub calls our car “taxi” because he gets to sit in the back.
So I can do household tasks, I oftentimes let Jakub watch educational videos. On a Barney show, children were pointing at things and identifying what they were: “it’s a bird,” “it’s a rainbow,” “it’s a plane….” Jakub, tugging his diaper said: “It’s kaka (poop).”
Who needs to go to a comedy club when I have a comedian at home.