Harrison’s old bike blew a tire last fall and as a result, he had not been able to ride for about six months. He kept asking for us to buy him a replacement, but, instead, we decided to wait and give him a new bike for his birthday. It was not an easy ride (pardon the pun). Try telling a 7 year old, “ good things come to those who wait”. He asked for bikes at yard sales; he borrowed bikes from neighbors; he even asked if we could go “trash hunting” (which is another story entirely, but yes, I must admit that you find quite a few treasures in our neighborhood the nights before trash pickup). The poor boy was desperate for some wheels. But, as time passed, his maturity started to shine, and he grew into appreciation for the date on which he would turn 8. And, that day finally came. We were so proud of him and for him.
1 comment:
8? Holy cow! That's a pretty sweet bike - definitely worth the wait.
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