When we moved here someone graciously gave us a bike for Zach to use. It was slightly bigger than the one he had coming. By the time it got around to biking season he had outgrown his old bike and gave it to Ethan, who was thrilled. This hand me down bike didn't last long as Zach quickly outgrew it and after so many hand me downs around camp it's not in very good shape anymore. So the last morning of out trip in Dubai was spent at Wolfi's bike shop where we had excellent service and happy boys all the way home.
With all that in mind I would like to introduce:
With all that in mind I would like to introduce:
THE BIKE OF DOOMas Zach calls it. It has Ben 10 colors and it looks "Creepy cool," as he says.
I call it Dr. Doom because so far it has been an instrument of torture.
I call it Dr. Doom because so far it has been an instrument of torture.
It is slightly too big so he has trouble stopping and getting his foot planted fast enough so he crashes EVERY TIME HE TRIES TO STOP.
But I am super proud of him because each time he falls he gets right back on.
AND he has not shed one tear in all of the well.....25-30 times he's fallen.
I think E is just about as excited as Z because he thinks one day this will be his. Chances are E will need a new bike of his own before Z outgrows this one.
Do you really have that much grass where you live? Jubail had such a desert landscape. All we had was rocks to hold the sand down. And the rocks were great toys for the Saudi kids to throw at whoever they wanted!
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