The proud mama....

Milo started racing BMX a couple of weeks ago. Our cousins have been racing for about a year and we thought we'd take Milo out there to try it out. He is pretty awesome...he isn't afraid of it at all even if he crashes. It fits him well. I never saw myself as the type of mom that would hang out at the "track", but every Tuesday and Thursday night you can find me there chasing Makay around the bleachers. I even jumped a fence to rescue Milo from a major wipe-out. He was signed up for soccer, but we are going to back out because he would much rather race bikes and it's a little much for a 5 year old to have 4 sporting events each week.

His first race, he took 4th in the first heat, 1st in the second heat and 5th in the finals. He could have taken 4th in the finals, but at the last hill, he tripped up a little and had to put his foot down and #5 came flying by. Milo was so excited to get his "5th place trophy." The funny thing is, he needs a new bike and the reason he's going to get it before it before Christmas is due to the ego of the parents. He could definately do better than 5th place, if he had the right kind of bike. He's pretty cute out there racing. The announcer must like his name because every time he'd pass the tower, the guy would make a comment about his ride. "Here comes Milo Mendenhall...he's working it" I love it on practice night when he's lined up at the gate with a bunch of 17 year olds, it always makes me smile.