

I remember learning how to ride my bike when i was 5 years old. (There was no such thing as training wheels when i was a kid.) If you wanted to learn how to ride a bike there were only so many options. That generally meant you had to ride a bike slightly bigger than you since it was your older siblings bike. And at my house that was a green bike with a big yellow banana seat(no kidding--the banana seat was yellow). And you had to wait till dad was home, or had time to run back and forth, up and down the street. But once you had the feel for it you got to go out all the time and ride to your hearts content. No helmets either (since that was not "invented" yet, like all safety things of our day). The streets were filled with kids on their bikes and really just a few cars.
Fast forward to today. Sam just learned how to ride his bike this last week. Yes he is 7. But in his defense we only have had bikes for just over a year and a half. And the one bike we did have when we lived up in Lindon was parked safely in the garage since the hills and driveway and street were very, very, very, steep. Sam's been riding his bike with training wheels for the last year plus. And he has asked a few times if he could have them taken off. So last tuesday when blake was working on a teaching session here at home in the office i thought i'd take the boys outside to wear them out for the night. They started in the back yard just riding their scooters around on the back patio. After thinking about it for a second i thought "oh i might as well let him at least try riding his bike with out the training wheels." Fully thinking that he would be ok, but that he would need more than one lesson to pick it up. WRONG!!! We went to the front yard, got the wheels off and headed to the street (helmet too). I got him up to the side of the curb and told him he needed to just start going and i would guide him along and keep a hold till he was ready to have me let go. And like all good parents do, i was totally lying and was going to let go to show him he could do it. We headed down the street and i suddenly realized he didn't even need me to hold on then. i was just really keeping him in the right direction and then i let go. Held my hands up over my head and said good job Sam, to which he turned his head slightly and saw that i let go. He did like what every kid does and threw his legs out to the sides and started to panic. So we stopped turned around to go the other direction, and i reminded him that he knew how to use the breaks to which sam said "oh yeah, i do." Then we were off and again i think i only took 5 steps with him holding on and he had it. He went down the street and used his breaks to stop and shouted "whoo hooo!" He did it!!!! So for the next hour or so the boys all rode their bikes back and forth. So when dad finished his call, he came out to see that Sam was set riding his bike. What a good day! As we were getting ready to be done for the day, Ryan turned to me and asked if he could have his training wheels off like Sammy. We'll save that for another day. (A special thanks to Ethan for taking the pictures and being a good camera man).