Today Finn learned how to ride a bike.
8 June 2013 Now I have to preface, I know Finn is only three. Most parents probably wouldn’t want their three year old capable of riding a bike this young, (too likely they’d bike too far ahead) but Finn really is unique. For one, he actually listens. Secondly, it’s just not his nature to want to run away. We have been taking evening walks since he was born. He knows what we expect of him, which is to stay with us when we walk and listen. So we felt comfortable upgrading him from the Strider. With that said, we thought it would take a while to learn. We were shocked after ten minutes when it was clear, ‘oh man we’re really doing this!’ I mean, Finn really hadn’t any real experience pedaling.
By the end of the night, when I would walk behind him in case he wanted me close I was running. He loved the feeling of me behind me he would yell, “Mom you can’t catch me!” Truth be told, yes I could… obviously, but he really felt free. The best part of today, you wouldn’t believe how happy Mr Finn was. Let’s rehash the day.
By the way, we haven’t intentionally been trying to get here fast. It just sort of happened… Finn has been riding his Strider bike lately – I’ll be honest – like a batt out of hell. I’m embarrassed to admit that we didn’t even have a helmet that fit him. I mean the kid just rips it, we knew he needed a real bike, and a good helmet.
The bike weighs at least three times as much as his Strider bike does. It started out, as you would expect a little shaky. Ryan held it while he pedaled and he quickly figured out how to pedal. He already knew how to balance. The Strider really is the way to go, once he figured out that he had to keep pedaling so he wouldn’t tip over he was golden. Ryan has been studying a lot, as we all know. But come Saturday I just want a moment to talk, when I’m not struggling to keep my eyes open. So we got a baby sitter and grabbed some lunch together it was great. Jocelyn came over, Finn and Jude were in heaven, and mom was in heaven. Getting ready to chomp into my divine grilled chicken goat cheese sandwich. If you live by a Whole Foods, try it – it does not disappoint. Make sure they grill it for you!
Then, truth be told. We came back and somehow Finn and convinced Jocelyn that he knew how to ride the bike well and he got her to take her down to ride the bike more. So by an hour or two later we came back and he was making turns all by himself. It seriously cracked me up. He is still a little unsure starting and stopping, breaking will take sometime. He was a riot today. I tried to give him kisess and he said, “MOM! No kisses, I am a big boy on a big bike. No kisses!” While Dad taught Finn for a few minutes I sat in the back of the car with Royal and Jude. We ate peaches and watched. It was a lot of fun.
Royal made some funny faces watching Finn on his bike. Jude is working at the Strider. He is coming along, he’ll get there. Jude can actually take his own shoes off. We have been working on that for quite some time. It’s nice to see some progress with his motor skills. Jude wants to learn how to ride the bike so bad. It’s so inspiring to see him just walking the bike along so slow. Oh he’s a special boy.
You can see the sparkle in his eye. He’s loving life.
The funniest moment of the day was probably on our way home, when Finn went a little bit ahead and passed this nice Asian family we see all the time. They have two dogs, and there were four adults. We couldn’t hear what he was saying, but Finn slowed down, talked to them, and kept going. When we passed them, they were all laughing. “He just slowed down and said – “what’s his name?” (looking at the dog) and kept riding like it was nothing!” They thought it was hilarious, and it really was pretty funny. We walked to the “train park,” and put on at least 3 miles on that bike today – I think Finn will be sleeping good tonight! I forgot to mention that we got the helmet last night, and after their tub time Finn and Jude somehow ended up on the bathroom counter, in the butt nude, trading turns wearing the helmet and smiling at themselves in the mirror with it on. We probably could have gotten away with not buying the bike and just getting the helmet, come to think of it.
Ryan hasn’t had much time to spend with us, but the time he has had he’s really made it quality time. The boys fly the air hog every spare minute they can. This poor air hog has been super glued three times. It got smashed by a wave, hit by car (no exaggeration) and stuck in multiple trees. Finn named it ‘Finn Lincoln’ after himself. He also requested a rhinoceroses to be drawn on it. Air Hogs – greatest toy ever.