Rumaging through old photos I found a few of my sister and I riding bikes at my grandparents. My sister is killing me in the elbow and knee pads. I don’t ever remember wearing any type of protective gear like that…probably why I’ve had broken bones and she hasn’t. My parents must have learned the hard way with me.
My bike was pretty awesome…I need a new bike with basket!Shocking us all, my youngest daughter (almost 4) recently learned how to ride her bike. We bought a balance bike at a friend’s garage sale and within 2 weeks she was pedaling and riding her ‘big girl’ bike. Her siblings were YEARS older before they could ride…she is so proud of herself.
I got one shot of her riding with my phone. I was using my DSLR to video…the video is hilarious. You can hear her siblings screaming for her while Chris and I are just laughing at the craziness of it all. 5 out of 5 of our kids can ride bikes. I anticipated this day happening in another 2-3 years.
I did get a couple photos of her with my DSLR. Her Rock, Paper, Scissors shirt was c/o Passive Juice Motel. I know someone will ask!
There is supposed to be a basket on this bike, but it is long gone. She decided it makes a great sucker holder. There are so many things surprising about this…one she puts suckers in her mouth. If you have followed her journey, you know it has been a long road getting anything in her mouth. Secondly, she is riding a bike. This little spitfire that was once in occupational therapy for various delays and challenges, is now a three year old riding a bike without training wheels. I laugh every time I watch her on her bike…she just looks far too tiny and it is ridiculous how far she has come in the last 3 years. She’s got grit and determination.This one – she’s a mess. She both wears me out, makes me laugh and says the sweetest, “I love you muffin.” She laughs at herself every time she calls me “muffin” instead of “mommy”. I have no idea where it came from. This is also her fake smile…because I asked her to smile. She’s a handful and I sure am she’s mine!