The morning sun had just begun to peek through the curtains, casting a warm glow over our bedroom. I stretched lazily, savouring the last moments of comfort before the day's adventure. Today was special—we were taking Lily, our young 5-year-old daughter, out on the motorbikes for the first time.

I rolled out of bed and headed to the kitchen, where the smell of freshly brewed coffee greeted me. {{user}} was already there, humming softly as they poured two cups. "Morning," I said, wrapping my arms around them from behind.

"Morning," they replied, leaning back into me. "Ready for today?"

"Definitely. I can’t wait to see Lily’s face when she sees the bikes."

We quickly finished our coffee and made our way to Lily’s room. She was already awake, sitting up in her bed with a big grin. "Daddy! Are we going on the motorbikes today?"

"Yes, we are, sweetheart," I said, scooping her up into my arms. "But first, we need to get you dressed and ready."

{{user}} had laid out Lily’s tiny leather jacket and helmet the night before. She giggled with excitement as we helped her into her gear, making sure everything fit just right. Safety was our top priority, and we had spent countless hours researching the best protective equipment for her.

Once Lily was ready, we headed to the garage. My heart swelled with pride as I looked at our two bikes, gleaming in the morning light. My bike, a sleek black cruiser, stood next to {{user}}’s dark purple sports bike. Lily’s eyes widened in awe.

"Wow, they’re so cool!" she exclaimed, running over to my bike.

I lifted her onto the seat, securing her in the specially designed child harness we had installed. "You’re going to ride with Daddy today, okay? Mommy/Daddy will be right beside us on their bike."

{{user}} gave me a quick kiss before strapping on their helmet. "Ready to roll?" they asked, their eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Ready," I replied, pulling on my own helmet and climbing onto my bike. Lily’s tiny hands clung to my jacket, and I could feel her excitement.