I really was going to not repeat my mistake of letting a 3 year old learn to ride his bike. We'd just wait till spring and he could start on a little bigger bike. However, we biked to the park yesterday and I rode behind Gabe on his training wheels. He didn't use them. And when he had to go across a steep driveway he got off and walked his bike because the training wheels tipped him over and make him go in the street.
So I came home, took off the training wheels (which have been bent and used up so much that they really only touch the ground if he starts to fall). I held the bike and he took off...and didn't stop for 5 minutes. Then he made a too slow turn, jumped off before he fell, and did his victory dance. Proceeded to get back on and START himself. (Something that took the others at least a week to learn...he's been watching I think.) I walked inside to get the camera and phone...came out and he was taking the curbs and going down sloped driveways with Elly. He thinks he needs to go to 'honey (Mahoney) and ride. Since last time he had to ride in the trailer because training wheels just don't keep up. (Not happy!)
That was much easier than potty training. Now preparing for a big bike accident...he was working on riding with his feet off the pedals by the end last night. Never a dull moment with this child. His guardian angel has bumped up his caseload.
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