Wednesday, May 25, 2016

The cyclist

We bought Eleanor a bike! The tricycle that I got at the thrift store last year for $8 is now WAY to small.


So we got her a bike. Joel took her shopping. She was so nervous about it. 'I'm worried it'll be too wobbly. I'm worried it'll be too big.' 'Dad won't buy you a bike that you don't feel comfortable on.'


LOOK HOW BRAVE SHE IS BEING.

And so she's making her slow, laborious way up and down the bike path, and these two absolute dudebros bike by and she's like, I'M A CYCLIST TOO! And the first dude didn't even glance at her but the second one gave her a grin and a thumbs-up, and she cackled and then screeched her brakes, which is her favorite trick.


Geneva was all like, I wanna ride it Ahlnor's bike. I'm wery beeeg.


You are not wery beeeg at all, little bean. Stick to your scootering.


4 comments:

blackbird said...

I like that bike very much BECAUSE it has no sparkles or ugly glitter branding.
It's not a princess bike...it's a CYCLIST bike!

Jaime said...

The more I see pictures of Geneva on her scooter, the closer I get to buying one for my 2 year old!

Katy Murphy said...

Totally concur!

Pam said...

She's wery cute, though.