When I sat down to write this I really wanted something profound. But the only thing that comes to mind, and out on to the keyboard is that I cannot believe my little man is really, truly growing up. Right before my very eyes. One minute he's riding on the back of Scott's bike, the next moment we've moved from training wheels, to balance bike, to actually riding a bike.
Rewinding a bit... About a year ago (maybe longer?) we put training wheels on a bike Marcus was gifted. He took to the bike, no problem. Then a friend suggested we remove the training wheels AND the pedals. In essence, creating a balance bike of sorts.
A handful of months passed, balance biking went swimmingly.
Then this weekend happened. We pulled out the "balance" bike and watched as Marcus maneuvered it like a champ. In passing we asking if Marcus wanted to try pedals. We were greeted with an enthusiastic, "YEAH!"
On the pedals went.
Marcus hopped on to his bike. Scott and I both held our breaths. And away Marcus went. Like it was no big deal. Scott and I looked at each other in disbelief.
It was as if he'd been riding his bike, sans training wheels and with pedals, forever.
Now I think it's time to get him a bigger bike.