The day had come. The bikes were fixed. We made a last trip to the bike shop to get the missing piece for the brakes.
Every one was happy on the way home. Their bikes were ready to go, even though we have to walk home(Dad had no bike !).
After the long trek back to the homestead, Matisse and Alvin took no time to hop on there bikes and took a spin around. Before I knew it, there was a group of 5-6 kids cruising around the neighborhood. Matisse was of course ready to go, but it was really nice to see Alvin become part of the group. He was not, officially, one o the cool members of the bikers club:)