
Biker Dude
It was so quick, you asked me, like many times before, to help you ride a 2 wheeler. As I held the back and helped you balance, I slowly let go and off you went. To say you are excited is SO inadequate the word. It was so easy, and you have now graduated to big boy status. Dang it Moses, stop growing up so fast. You are perfect. (and now we REALLY wont be able to keep you around)
ps. I feel like my parents every time I do this, but I suppose thats how things work in life. When I was younger, I loved to ride my bike around the neighborhood and play mcdonalds with the mailbox, postoffice with the tree and grocery store in the garage. Imagination is so fun, especially when on a bike. Dad got on a bike at 4 and just rode off, skipped training wheels all together. Like father like son.
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