Growing Up

We inherited a bigger bike for Ethan the other day thanks to some generous friends. Ethan discovered it one morning in the garage. (Note to self- maybe discovering new things is a good way to introduce a boy who doesn't like change to something new.)

He got it out, hopped on, and gave it a go. Later that day he even took it out on the street a few times.





He thought it was all pretty cool. Then the next day we went out again. He got going a little fast and almost ran into the curb and fell. Guess what hasn't been out of the garage for a few days? We'll keep trying. Growing up happens, but it does happen in small increments, doesn't it?