Before they jetted back to the West Coast, they bought the kid a new bike. Her first no training wheels 2-wheeler. From a real life bike store, Buchika's (www.buchikas.com). The guy who helped us (might have been the owner) knew on immediate sight of Arden what size bike would fit her -- the 20 inch. After no hemming and hawing over which color (blue, since there was no red), and a couple of conversations with her grandparents, Arden came home with her shiny new bike. We padded her to the hilt for her first ride, expecting falls and tears and blood and bruises. And, as she has done since birth, she did things her own way and took off flying around the reservoir like she'd been doing it all her life.
We've been out with the bike nearly every day and today she suggested we pinky swear that we go every night after school. She may be the best personal trainer out there ... 2.6 miles tonight. Needless to say, I can't quite keep up with her, but at least I burn calories trying.
Photographic evidence of the first ride below:
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