Our family loves to bike. Before we had kids, we owned enough bikes for a family. Now that we have kids we own enough bikes for a small cycling team, and many of the "family biking" set-ups too--trailers, trail-a-bikes, baby seats, etc. When it's not too hot, we love to bike to school. On the weekends we love to bike up to the neighborhood school and play tennis for an hour or two. Papa rides before work, on lunch hours, on the weekends...the more the better. Last year, Papa spent a weekend building a single track around our property...he and Anders have ridden several hundred (thousand?) loops together since. They have races, and when Papa doesn't feel like riding he'll get his stop watch out and time the laps as Anders rides them. All the while, Henrik stomps and hollers and wants to be included but he can't ride his small bike with training wheels on the trail. Until today!
Is there anything more precious than watching your little one learn how to ride without training wheels? The anticipation and the excitement and the nerves all on high alert. And then the whole family running up and down the street with him, cheering and clapping. Mama had a camera, Papa had the cam-corder...both of us begging him to stop so we could take a picture to document the moment but he refused, just wanted to keep riding. A proud big brother, who sometimes has a hard time giving up the spotlight runs inside the house to make a "Medal" of achievement for his little brother.
Yes friends, the entire Noreng Family is now riding on two wheels. Watch out world, here they come!