bike

Late Christmas Eve night as Zach was diligently working on the living room floor I looked at him and asked if he realized he was putting together his son's first bike. It was a sweet moment getting it ready, wondering what Micah's reaction would be seeing this bright red (of course) bike on the front porch the next morning. Though his first reaction was of fear (of course), unsure of how high he was off the ground, his first time trying it out at my parents was just what his parents had envisioned. He got the hang of peddling pretty quickly and even went around the circle in my parents' neighborhood. He came back with a proud smile yelling, "mama look I'm learning!" My big boy, my melting heart!