Yesterday I had to open the garage door, and Peter ran right in, moved a whole bunch of junk aside, and pulled out Lizzy's old tricycle. I guess he wanted to go for a bike ride, and really get to ride something himself rather than sit on the back of my bike and watch Lizzy get to have all the fun on her bike. Lizzy and I got our bikes and Daddy pushed Peter. Lizzy did great! She is really getting the hang of riding close to the sidewalk so cars can get by, and turning and stopping. She kept saying, "What a lovely day for a bikeride!" Peter was in heaven. He did a pretty good job of keeping his feet on the pedals, and loved being a part of the action. Everytime I would look at him he had this little smile on his face that he gets when he feels really proud of himself. Patient Peter finally got his turn to ride a bike!
p.s. Yes, if you look carefully that's Lizzy's pink princess shirt that Peter insisted upon wearing! We all know that guy loves his big sister, and since pink is in for guys, why not? Daddy on the other hand wasn't too crazy that Peter's riding around town looking like that, but we've all learned to pick our battles:)
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