Such a big bike for such a delicate little flower...
Go, Speed Racer.
Go, Speed Racer.
Everyone got a racing number. Here's Luke.
Pretty sweet bike, huh? We borrowed a bigger trike than the one we own from our buddy, Sam (Thanks, Sam!).
The kids had a trike-a-thon at their pre-school a couple weeks ago. They had a blast and raised money to buy playground equipment for their school. There were 15 teams of 5 kids each (for those of you playing the home game, that would be 75 riders). Helmets and tennis shoes/socks were required, otherwise, you could grab any bike and ride like the wind (Bullseye). It was crazy. There were a couple incidents of a scraped knee or elbow (except for those poor kids whose Moms made them wear full elbow and knee pads because they were riding on a paved surface) but all went very well.
I didn't realize how big of an event this trike-a-thon was going to be. There were quite a few people there including parents, grandparents, and friends. Thankfully, we live close enough that I could run back home to grab a chair and water bottle for myself.
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