We were cycling to the swimming pool a few days ago.
The adult bike has broken down.... I didn't want to make a 10 mins walk.
Joel offered his bike which is probably suitable for a 10 years old boy. I struggled but managed.
Beggars can't be choosers.
He and his younger brother rode on another bike. Him in front and his brother behind.
After a few minutes, he turned over to me and said, "Are you OK, Mom?"
Before I could answer, he asked another question, "Are you OK?", *sympathetic face* staring at his bike, obviously directing the question to his bicycle.