The next day he wanted me to get the little yellow bike down for him to ride. I got it down, adjusted the seat, held it for him while he figured out the peddles and off he went. He never looked back. It took him all of 5 mins to have it mastered.
He was so very proud of his newly mastered skill! For the next few weeks he was outside the moment he woke up until he went to bed. I'd ask him if he wanted breakfast...Nope, just want to ride my bike. Ready for lunch?...Nope, I just want to ride my bike. Up and down the street he went on that little bike all day long. He was so excited to show anyone who would watch him what he could do.
We got that little yellow bike from my brother. His oldest son, Tyson, used it. Tyson is 17 now. We have worn out the tires on that thing. Every one of our kids, so far, has learned to ride a bike on that little yellow bike. It has been a very loved little bike!




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