MOB: Let's Hear It For the Boys - the Bike Ride

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A few weeks ago, we bought Moose his first real bike at a garage sale. 
Then I got him a helmet (his dad thinks this is silly but I insist) and training wheels. 
We were ready to go!


Daddy understands the need for a helmet but it was hard to pick a size for our larger-than-life 4yo.


Little brother pulls then rides his "motorcycle." 



The new wheels!


Big brother, ready to ride!




He was a little unsure with the training wheels bobbing back and forth. He wanted to quit after about 5 seconds but I prodded (and cheered, loudly) him on for 10 minutes. Then I let him stop. 


I am so proud of you, son. You'll get better with practice, I promise! 

Did your son do something cool this week? Link up with the MOB Society for Let's Hear it For the Boys!

Comments

Anonymous said…
Yay for your little one!! :)
April 19, 2012 at 10:43 AM
Linda said…
My youngest son shot a 31 out of 31 with his carbine rifle at his law enforcement school! See what you have to look forward to?!
April 19, 2012 at 12:06 PM
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