My little fella just learned how to ride his bicycle. Hubby got our bikes ready to ride this evening (we haven't ridden them since before the little dude was born). We just got back from our first family bike ride. It lasted almost an hour. There were lots of hills, turns, and a couple of streets to cross. We rode through the grass, over driveways, and around cars. He did a great job walking his bike across the street and was extremely careful when looking for cars.
Hubby and I are walking with our heads a bit higher, chests puffed out a few more inches, and a bit of sadness in our minds as our little has reached another milestone. These are the things we'll remember when he gets bigger. (I'm writing a note to the big man upstairs asking him to slow it down a bit. I know the little guy is ready to grow up, but I'd like him to stay little for just a little while longer.)
He's such a cutie-buns!
P.S. If you ever experience difficulty riding your bike up a hill, just chant the following, "Who rocks the bike? (Your name here) rocks the bike! Who rocks the bike? _______ rocks the bike!" It works, honestly, just ask my 6 year old.