

After Charlie finally figured out how to pedal forward on his bike Jack insisted on having his training wheels removed.
Grandpa took off the wheels and gave Jack a big push.
Of course the results were a crash and a big smile on Jack's face as he picked up his bike to try again, and again, and again. I put on my running shoes and started chasing him around the compound because, as a mother, I couldn't stand to watch him crash into anything else. The palm tree, my car, and the neighbors front porch were enough!
After a good workout and Jack improving a bit on his balance and increasing a lot on his speed....we stopped for the day. The next day he wanted his training wheels back..
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