I want to ride my bicycle!

Over Thanksgiving, you guys got early Hanukkah/Christmas presents: Your Big-kid BIKES! And you are doing SO well on them!

Julia, every chance you get, you want to ride your bike!

Cold Weather:

Warm weather:

Between spins:

You are a bike-riding machine! And you're doing so well! You make up little games we can play like "baseball racers" (which involves an invisible ball and the bike and you and me) and you love making your "own path." You narrated your entire bike riding experience to Mommy as you were doing it. And you can't wait to do it again! You fell. You cried. You got back on. You are awesome.

You named your bike "Sparkles Snowflakes." And you right sparkles snowflake bike UP and DOWN and all around!

Aidan, you are an awesome bike rider. Despite one of your first experiences being immediately clipping the curb in our drive way and "Superman" flying off the hill into Andy and Penny's yard (you aced the landing, by the way, and didn't shed a tear, and immediately got back on), you are growing into a confident, awesome bike rider.

You sometimes require a little bribery via Swedish Fish to pique your interest, but once we're down at the Church Parking lot at the end of the hill, you love riding your bike. Although, sometimes at the parking lot, you just like to look for frogs.

Julia named your bike "ICE." And you and ICE are some of the coolest guys in town!

We did our first trip down the hill with both of you on bikes, and you did awesome. We saw a policeman and said hi. 

We looked for frogs. We went UP and DOWN. We made our own paths.  

We raced to the dumpster (which smells like bacon and garbage). We ate swedish fish. We rode to the playground. You rode your bikes. And it was awesome. 

More adventures come! Pedal to the metal!