Just like his brother, he made the decision, then got on and rode like he'd been doing it for years. There was only one chance for me to do the running behind him with my hand on the seat thing you always think of when someone is learning to ride. Then, he was off and never looked back. Once again, I'm singing the praises of the balance bike that both he and his brother started riding soon after they learned to walk. It really does an amazing job of teaching them how to balance a 2 wheel bike before they try to master a bike with pedals.
My little guy has had an eventful week: He learns to ride a bike on Monday evening. Then, that night just before dinner he falls whle climbing up on a heavy wooden stool in our kitchen and it goes down on top of him, splitting the skin just below the eyebrow. He has to get seven stitches. Then, Wednesday he is riding his bike when he falls on his face and busts his lip open. So, he looks like a miniture boxer with a swollen and stitches up left eye, bruised nose, and swollen and bruised upper right lip. His little spirit has not been dashed though, he's ready to get back on his bike the moment this early spring snow stops to practice his new skill.