I want to ride my bicycle. I want to ride it where I like...

We ended Saturday afternoon with a bicycle ride/wagon pull down to the park. Ashtyn got the wagon and Kenyon was excited to finally get to ride her bike. Riding to the park sounds like a lot of fun...until you realize that we live on a large hill. That means you end up racing down the hill to get to the park, and then ask mom/dad to wheel the bike, hold you and pull the wagon back up the hill.

Ashtyn, ready for her wagon ride, down the hill.

Barbie bike - check, Barbie helmet - check. Now, will someone please open the gate and let me out?

"Am I doing this right daddy?

"Here Kenyon, let a pro show you how it is done." James sure does make barbie look good.

You can sure work up a thirst while being pulled down hill in a wagon.

Nothin to this bike riding thing. If I can master swimming, I am ready for my first triathlon.

On second thought, maybe a little more practice.