Saturday, November 03, 2012

Free of Training Wheel Tyranny

Over the summer, my eldest figured out how to ride his bike without training wheels. He'd tried a few times before and not quite made it, but on this one particular day, he must have awoken with an extra bit of stubbornness in his blood. He refused to give up until he got himself up on two wheels. I had little to do with it other than standing back and watching and offering some encouragement. Any and all offers of actual physical help were rebuffed.

"Fuck this training wheel shit," he would've mumbled to himself, had he had his father's vocabulary at the time.

To celebrate the event, he wanted me to make a .gif of him on his bike, similar to the one I made of his brother running up and down a railroad track. Except he didn't know the term .gif, so he called it the thing where I take the camera and take pictures like ga-jing ga-jing ga-jing ga-jing ga-jing....or however you spell the sound of a camera snapping.

So finally, months later, I finally got around to it.


3 comments:

Always Home and Uncool said...

Free-DOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Now, can you program my TiVo?

Homemaker Man said...

Ride, Brutha!

Jason said...

My 'Lil Miss just got her training wheels off about 3 weeks ago. You'd think she got into Harvard or something! Thanks for sharing.

Jason
The Cheeky Daddy