So much of me wished teaching a kid how to ride a bike was a class at the Y. Classes exist (not at the Y) to teach fifteen year old's how to drive a car. Bikers have to know rode safety to.
We have no sidewalks, Daddy and I have different work schedules and Mica showed little to no interest in learning to ride a bike.
Daddy had been working with him. I went to check out his stuff. Little man can ride. He's a little clumsy at times, but he can ride.
He almost ran over this:
Then he almost ran over Daddy:
He says he knows how to work his brakes, but I never saw those in action today. He stops with his feet. He did go all the way around the track though. One has to start somewhere! I think he was trying to impress me because Daddy said he hasn't gone that far!
Now we have to teach Isaak how to ride. Sigh! He just goes around with his scooter or big wheel/trike thing. He looks too giant for his big wheel/trike!