Ro pretty much just finished learning how to ride a bike. He has a red 20” Specialized bike with handlebar brakes that he got for his birthday a few weeks ago. We never had him on training wheels. I just took the pedals off, he got used to gliding, and then finally seemed like he was ready for the pedaling movements. When B put the pedals back, he just took off and started going. He’ll use the brakes and put his feet down when he gets scared but we just remind him it’s a perfectly natural safety precaution and try again. I think it got 10k steps just running after him to make sure he was ok. He did a good job with positive self-talk as he went. He could have been completely derailed when he ran into the chain-link fence surrounding the park almost right away, scraped his knuckles a little bit, and got upset from being scared. After we were sure he was okay, he hopped back up, tried again, and got it. B often thinks I don’t tell Ro “no” enough. I don’t know that there’s a right ans...
Snippets of my life in Fresno and traveling with my family.