Showing posts with label bikes and scooters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bikes and scooters. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Big Boy Bike

We decided that Carter was finally ready for a bike after seeing all the neighborhood kids zooming around outside.  He never had much interest in his tricycle or balance bike but boy, has he taken off with these new wheels!  The training wheels have given him the confidence to focus on pedaling and steering (we're still working on that one...).  It has been fun to watch him go & see how fast he's improving! 


Not to be left out--Davis brought the hand-me-down tricycle out so he could keep up with big brother!

And, they're off!



Pedaling is optional when you can easily scoot yourself where you need to go.  

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Normal Saturday

I got a phone call at 4:55 AM on Saturday telling me I got to stay home from work because our census was low.  It's the equivalent of a "snow day" for adults.  Love it!

We started off our day by taking a bike ride around the neighborhood, then home to BBQ for lunch.  Some of the neighborhood kids stopped by to play remote control cars in the driveway & Sean spent some time helping the boys learn to ride the balance bike.  The weather was absolutely gorgeous here yesterday!






As a special treat, we took the boys out for ice cream on Saturday night and ended up getting a good laugh. About 10 minutes into their ice cream, they both noticed a very large buffalo head mounted on the wall.  No big deal, right?  Wrong!  Carter flipped out when he saw the buffalo head moving back and forth.  He dashed under the table & insisted on finishing his ice cream under there.  Then the buffalo started talking (via a man standing in the kitchen with a microphone) and Davis started freaking out that the scary buffalo was going to get us all.  It was hilarious.  Carter went to bed that night requesting that we only go to ice cream shops with "nice animals, like cows and pigs...those kinds of things; not big buffaloes with scary horns."  Maybe we'll stick to ice cream at home for a while, until this whole buffalo trauma blows over...



Checking out the killer buffalo---yikes! 



 Carter seeking refuge under the table, ice cream in hand.


The Scary One