Rolling Like Mr Peabody and Sherman

In August, Kellan got a pedal bike for his birthday.  He had been riding Oliver's hand-me-down Stryder and it was working well for him, but it was time for him to take the next step.  He sat on it for ten seconds and decided that he would ride it when he was five.  Five as in 365 days later.

We have been trying to get him to ride his pedal bike ever since and he always responds the same, "Mmmm...  when I'm five."

Today was a gorgeous January day and we decided that we needed to get outside.  The boys wanted to ride their bikes so we told Kellan that he was way too big for his Stryder (which is basically true) so he would have to ride his pedal bike.  He thought about it for a minute and said to his Daddy, "You can hold my seat like Mr Peabody does for Sherman, then, you can let go."  It was a novel idea!!  One that Daddy had been suggesting for months!  

Whatever it takes.  If Kellan's ski instructor can be Cindy Lou Who, his bicycle instructor can be Mr Sherman.  Mr Sherman is also a dog and Kellan is very fond of dogs, so it's all good.

Out in the culd-a-sac, Kellan was ready.

He got a bit of a pep talk from Mr Sherman, which included a demonstration of how close his feet are to the ground. 

Around the culd as sac they went.

We did have to ask Oliver to not ride right in front of him with a reminder of how little he liked that when other kids would do that to him.  How soon we forget these things.

Seat and handlebar assistance.

Seat only assistance.

While Kellan practiced, his big brother showed off.

Look Mommy, one hand.

Peace out, Lady!

Doing the rounds and smiling ear to ear.

No hands, no hands!

Free Styling!!!!

Less than five minutes of help and he's like a pro!

We knew that you could do it, Kellan!

Way to go, Big Guy!

Look Mommy, no feet!

Ahhh!!!

It all ended on such a sweet moment, the two brothers riding side by side.

This is just the beginning to many of these side by side ride and chats.

This is what brothers are for.

2015 is off to a great start for Kellan.  First he takes off on skis, now he's free styling on his bicycle.  What possibly could the next eleven months bring?