Babes on Bikes- Super Dads and Yummy Mummies
Balancing kids, life, the universe and everything...while riding a bike, juggling a job, a social life and some action figurines as you ponder the answer to the question 'Why is there spaghetti stuck to my lycra?'....
How DO you do it?
Well, I'm here- setting up another group while baby's sleeping.
I'm procrastinating on tidying the saucepans back into the cupboard for the 5th time today, in the guise of establishing a 'community service' discussion group for all the parents who have either 'been there done that', or are thinking 'OMG, what the ??! !' or for those blissful souls who are rapturously smitten with their offspring 100% of the time (if they indeed exist). Welcome to the secret parent club. (handshake is a quick wipe of whatever sticky thing is stuck to you onto the back of the trouser leg and a quick rendition of incy wincy spider)
ps.. the t-shirt in the pic is a design by Zazzle.com.au (not an ad- just an acknowledgement)
Didnt use balance bikes with either, I just their training wheels off when they were at a point that they weren't using them unless being lazy and then pushed themto get started and ran next to them not holding the bike. Did it 2-3 times for each one before they realised that they were riding by themselves.
She got the hang of it by the end of the street, apparently.
Now, to teach big sis how to ride without training wheels - oh joy ;)
Ooh there's sibling rivalry in the air. Maybe it'll get them both riding better, faster and soon they'll be fighting it out on the track.
My eldest (4) jumped straight onto a bike with trainers and started pedalling up and down the shop.
My youngest (2) stood under the bike tree with a Giant balance bike on it, saying very loudly, "my bike, my bike, my bike"
So adorable. She will be super excited on Sunday when she get her pink one!
There will be video for sure.
That's fantastic....you've taught them well Peter :)
She'll be so happy!
Trike progress report, moving forwards but often resorting to trike shaking until getting a push. Steering -non-existent or just side to side. If pushing doesn't happen, then we use the power of the raw egg to pick the trike up and hurl it across the room.
Red-headed Aries....somebody please pray for me
In my opinion, there is no such thing as a fail-safe recipe. Both of my boys have at different times rejected foods that are purported to be child-proof: hot dogs, mac & cheese, even pizza. The younger one is currently on a raw carrots/wholemeal crackers/oatmeal diet. Oh, oatmeal - that is the one thing neither of them has ever rejected. Good thing it's such a great food - I should eat more of it...
Yeh we've actually started the raw carrot thing too. Raw carrots and rice...and kale straight off the bush... I wonder if my baby is actually a horse.
I'd love to help, but our two are like chalk and cheese. Funny, one loves cheese and the other loves chalk, seriously.
4yo eats carbs: pasta, rice, chips (cannot get potato in any other way).
2yo eats pretty much anything you throw at her.
The only way we can get our 4yo to eat other food is to give her a few chips, then reward her with more if she eats the yucky food.
We are not above bribery.
oooh we like chalk AND cheese here...that's part of why I asked , although they are on the opposite scales, I just don't think its a balanced diet. It's doing terrible things to our digestion. I am having some success with anything she sees come straight off a plant. No frozen peas- only freshly plucked ones.
Parenting can be such a mind game.
Ooh you're tricky girl- there'll be tears! It took me ages to get myself to go to the Richmond store but when I did, i went a bit silly. Saucepans, curtains, cushions, boxes, spoons, chairs...I am NOT allowed to go to IKEA.
How are the wheels, are you in trouble if you get a wheel off the path?
Oh...I have been going to the Giant shop and eyeing off the little pink balance bike in the window...they look great. I'm an absolute supporter of extended birhtday celebrations and early gift giving! There's nothing worse than finding your new hula hoop in the cupboard in the garage and have to pretend not knowing about it for weeks on end.