The Bicycle Lesson

A surprise bike from the thriftshop.

The first lesson:

A father running alongside, never letting go no matter how much his back ached.

A boy, so close to being five and all of the exciting changes that come with it.

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It is scenes like this that make me remember why I’m doing this.

3 Responses to “The Bicycle Lesson”

  1. kangaroo writes:

    awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!

  2. Maggie writes:

    you go buddy! Ride boy ride!

  3. Carrie:: writes:

    We had bicycle lessons at our house this weekend too. It was a great time!

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