I'm teaching archery this week for a summer camp - three groups of kids who are 8-11years old, two hours each group, all day long. It's a lot of fun. Honest!

I parked my bike out in front of the archery club, so I could see the bike while I was working, to keep an eye on it and oogle it when I had a spare minute. Even after two or three weeks of ownership, I still have to convince myself it's mine.

The camp buses  pulled up in front right next to my bike. AUGH!!  I kinda panicked. What kind of kids were they? Respectful? Touchy? eeek!!!  Was the metal still hot from my arrival? Yikes!

The kids got out and walked right past the bike and into the club. I started to go out to the lot in protect mode---but not ONE of them went near it! They all gawked a lot. Okay, maybe I'm still overprotective.

Right before they left for the day, one of the super shy camper girls, about 9 or so, came up to me and asked if the bike was mine, cause it's kinda pinkish. I smiled big and said yes it was mine.
She got all starry eyed and giggly and said she liked it cause it was SO sparkly.    

She tells me she wants to learn to ride too. ATTA GIRL!

Ah, thanks for sharing that story.  I love archery too!  (deer hunting)

And don't feel bad, I watch my bike out the office windows all day.  Every time a truck pulls even close to it, I'm watching carefully.  Heart starts racing.  
In my defense, we did have a crane truck back into one of the guys bikes a couple years ago.  Full Harley dresser too.  Did some major damage, but the company paid for it, along with a rental bike for him for a couple months.