It's been a while since I posted.  Apologies! The family has been in from out of town for the holidays and there hasn't been much time for anything let alone striding!  Weather has been as tempermental as my mood and dosen't help my anxiety.  Plus all the kids trapped in one house for days on end...well you can commiserate.

So...Today first chance to stretch our legs and Stride to our heart's content.  Charlie of course made quite a scene and people were clamoring for more.  If possible he is now doing stunts and riding down hills, much to my husbands chagrin.  I on the other hand, revel in his accomplishments, love his new found independence. He is much like the caterpillar who has sat far too long in the chrysalis, breaking free of the chains of winter.

His face says it all.  He hums to himself as he speeds along.  A miniature future racer, ever the vigilant rider, obeying the rules of the road and mimicking Daddy's motorcycle moves.  One tends to wax poetic when they see the little figure,once an infant now an independent. 

I watch as he deftly cuts around envious tricycle riders, leaves training wheel victims of balance and even eats the dirt of some more advanced riders.  Yes he is showing off and dare I say it-he's good!

I beam with pride and share my passion with passerby distribute cards and share their stories and enthusiasm.  I am proud to be able to offer this opportunity to families.

It's hard to believe, but he rides for almost 3 hours and would keep going if not for an occasional water break.  Reluctantly, we put the Strider back in the trunk (not without some temper tantrums)

save for tomorrow.  Hopefully the weather will hold up.  We are visiting local bicycle shops tomorrow

to offer them the opportunity to become Dealers as well.

Happy Striding