When Joshua was two years old, his papaw (my amazing dad), taught him how to ride a tricycle by pushing him along with this long stick....


We lived in Florida country at the time (and when I say "country", I really mean living in the "country"). Here is a photo of our Florida home...it was built right in the middle of the woods. And we'd frequently find up to 22 wild hogs roaming our yard. I miss this house terribly, but I digress.....
The other day, we decided to take the kids for a bike ride...with the infamous stick, of course, along with the same tricycle and helmet Joshua used when he was two years old. By the end of our walk, Hannah had gotten a pretty good handle on how to maneuver that little tricycle. She had two pretty good falls from her bike, but after crying for maybe one minute both times, she hopped right back on her tricycle without any persuading from Mama or Daddy. She's such a determined little girl. We are so very proud of her and Joshua.
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