first bike, first trike

i still remember my first bike.

hot pink.

pink and white (or silver?) shiny tassles.

i could fly.

not a care in the world.

except when i was passing the house of the boy i was crushing on.

surely he thinks i'm so cool....side ponytail, teal shoelaces, and shiny tassles blowing in the wind.

when i grew too big and needed an upgrade, i cried.

so this was a very special christmas.

first bikes.

or, first bike, and first trike.

you can see it in his eyes. poor guy was so sick (ear infection and horrible cough), but determined to conquer the parking lot.

he eventually did. and left his slow pregnant momma behind.

but there was one left to keep me company ~

i don't know what their crushes will think, but i think they are quite cool.

***a special thanks to my cousin for the hand-me-down bike. it fits perfectly!