April 5, 2014

Today as my mom, sister, and I were walking the dogs, we observed two children practicing riding their new bikes with the help of their parents. This prompted reminiscing about our own experiences with mastering this skill. My sister tells a funny story of dad helping her get started on her bike which was too big for her. She took off but swears she had to keep riding until he came home because she didn't know how to stop! I remember my dad encouraging me to keep going and he would run behind holding onto the back of my bike to keep me balanced. After awhile I discovered that I had been riding on my own since he had let go a long time before but didn't tell me! Debby and I were shocked when mom told us that my dad didn't know how to ride a bike! He taught 7 kids how but never learned himself...wow!