Biker Boy

Fans, you may recall that we mentioned in passing, that we arrived at the KinderCare one day to find Joe tooling about the playground on the bike like it was no thang, and he owned the place. Then, at the Neighborhood Night Out*, many of the kids arrived on their bikes, which prompted Joe to ask us if we could break out his "red bike." This would be the tricycle, with pedals, he was given by Julie's Great Aunt Marylyn when he was but six months old. (Too big for him then.) So Julie dragged it down from where we'd blithely tucked it away in the rafters of the garage, thinking it would be a while before he could or would want to deal with pedals, when here we are. Now, he's pretty keen on riding his bike. He does look pretty cool on it. We took it with us this weekend to Graham's house so the boys could, apparently, go on "a hunt." Julie was not there to see it as she and Sara were inside with Clara Jane and Connor James, but she assumes he did in fact get his feet on the pedals and pedal off to hunt whatever needed a' hunting in the wilds of Edina. (The bike on Joe's seat doesn't have a back so he has no leverage making taking off a little more difficult, but we figure the minute we got a bike with a seat back would be the minute it was no big deal. Sort of like how we got the super cool pedal-less glide bike right as Joe figured out how to pedal.)

*Fort he unfamiliar, this is a police department initiative where they provide orange cones with which you can block off an intersection, and then, if you have "block captains" who have their acts together, you head out at the time they've told you, with "a dish to share," and you all stand around and yap while the kids run around and everyone gets to know their neighbors a bit, and some if Mr. Stranger Danger is skulking about, one is more apt to identify him as Does Not Belong. It's good fun.