The Kids camped this weekend a mile from Elissa's home in Spearfish Canyon. Morgan also learned to ride a bike without the training wheels.
Thank goodness for Gabe the hovering Safety Guy. When my dad first released me screaming down my California street, I smashed into a chain link fence. How does that darn brake work?
My counsel for future generations: Girls do not ride boys' bikes ~ that bar is a killer. There almost were NO future generations. Took my breath away 50 years ago!
2 comments:
Very good counsel, mom. I remember you telling me that when I was little and riding Peter Henderson's bike. I never knew the counsel stemmed from a traumatic, first-hand experience. Yikes!
More like a first-crouch experience, if we might be frank. You be frank and I'll be earnest! :)
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