My son started riding his bike (without training wheels) at three. Three!! He loves riding his bike and hardly goes a day without testing a new trick, adding a new scrape, and providing fresh gray hairs to my head. Can you relate?
One day when my sweet boy stands a foot taller than me I hope he remembers the many hours we spent biking together. How we tried to lay “rubber dubber” on the concrete and race to the finish. (He usually legitimately wins.) They are some of my most cherished moments with him.