Tuesday, February 3, 2009

This was the first day without the training wheels. Things were going pretty well.
Excited anticipation. A bit nervous. But, reassured with Dad's hands.
The helmet is a bit big, but it serves its purpose: looking cool and slipping off.
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I'm thinking we have a long way to go.

2 comments:

Somer said...

The pictures are worth a thousand words. What a great story to tell one day when he is riding too far ahead.

Oh, and that wreath is really cute.

Sierra said...

That's too funny. Noah doesn't like not being able to do something well. I'll be interested to see how long it takes to convince him to get back on the bike!