Ok, I admit it. Terrible mom over here on the left. When my son went to kindergarten we had about 700 m to walk home, and I'd always come to pick him up on my bike. Quite often he managed to talk me into biking home with him sitting on the handlebars... me with a helmet, him without

To my defence, your honour, I'd like to state that my hands were gripping the brakes at all time, I would never wheel faster than about jogging speed, there were no cars around (residential area) and in case of losing control I was prepared to grab my son in both arms and then fall over.

So I think I'd be the one to crack a shin, actually. Didn't stop us getting some very startled looks.

Sure was a good way to work on balance!