I love a Cycle Chic Kids event - happiness reigns and we get to play with ribbons and weird craft and funk up bicycles and scooters all day - usually helped along by some wicked cakes from the local school - what could be better.
So thanks to the manic cake bakers from Newtown Public School and those caramel kisses.... holy moly....
Oh yeah we upcycled some pretty bikes too and the kids (and adults) went away smiling - happy days.
Thanks too to lovely Lord Mayor Clover Moore, Carolyn, Michelle and the crew from City of Sydney for another glorious day and gorgeous Kerry for all your brilliant help and of course Mr Chic for the fully sustainable cycle chic kids extra cycle event transport and everything else :-)
And we couldn't do these gigs without the crazy inspiration from the recycle folks at Reverse Garbage...
More Cycle Chic Kids stuff here and email us if you want to be on our mailing list for future events.
More pics here on flickr.
Showing posts with label Free Range Kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Free Range Kids. Show all posts
08 November 2011
13 April 2011
The Amazing Wham-O Wheelie Bar!
Continuing somewhat of a theme for a minute...
This brilliant 1966 TV Commercial was tweeted out by the wonderful Lenore Skenazy from Free Range Kids (@FreeRangeKids) and in my humble opinion needs to be seen by as many parents/non-parents and kids as possible.
I'm a mother, I get it, I don't intentionally put my child's life in danger but I also remember a day when we allowed our kids to live. To make mistakes, to learn from them, to ride bikes barefoot and yes dammit, to fall off a hurt ourselves occasionally but more importantly to be allowed to live.
So indulge me this little piece of nostalgia and enjoy.
This brilliant 1966 TV Commercial was tweeted out by the wonderful Lenore Skenazy from Free Range Kids (@FreeRangeKids) and in my humble opinion needs to be seen by as many parents/non-parents and kids as possible.
I'm a mother, I get it, I don't intentionally put my child's life in danger but I also remember a day when we allowed our kids to live. To make mistakes, to learn from them, to ride bikes barefoot and yes dammit, to fall off a hurt ourselves occasionally but more importantly to be allowed to live.
So indulge me this little piece of nostalgia and enjoy.
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