
On to another important symbol of childhood, the trike! (Which Joaquin refuses to say, instead calling it his bike or bicycle.) This beautiful tricycle is a gift from our neighbors whose little girls are really the perfect age to be giving hand-me-downs to Joaquin. We've avoided buying one b/c none of them seemed to be a good size for Joaquin, but this fits him perfectly. We tried it the first day without adjusting it and it worked okay, but Daddy shortened it and now he can push it much easier. We've gone out practicing twice now and he's really getting the hang of it. Once he gets it going he can make it work pr

etty good, but it's easy to get stuck on a tricycle with the pedals at about equal heights. This makes it pretty difficult to get moving again, so I've been trying to teach the technique of letting the trike roll backward to get the pedals in a more advantageous position. The hardest part of the whole learning process is that Joaquin will only focus for a few minutes. Then he's distracted by the asphalt, the crack in the sidewalk, somebody's bushes, the stop sign, basically everything needs to be talked about and some question asked of Mommy. It got so bad I actually said, "No more talking, just pushing" at one point. (There's a reason I work with high schoolers, not the little guys.) Despite my crabbiness and his distractability he is making great strides on pedaling though. He can really get it going down-hill (he loves that!) and does a pretty good job on a flat stretch. We're not attempting any uphill work since I hate to discourage him. Now if we can only learn to steer!
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