Do you remember your first bike?

 Mine wasn't red, it may not have even been "new" (since I have an older sister), but it felt new and it seemed big!

Giving Noah his first bike, first one with petals, first one he will eventually ride without training wheels...it was quite nostalgic.

He was nervous.

 

 

He needed some time to figure things out.

 

He wanted to inspect all the bells and whistles.

He became proud.

 

They became friends.

Little does he know, they have a promising future together. One boasting of fun, speed, wind, falls, crashes and learning.

Happy 3rd Birthday Noah!