Annisia rides her bike!

June 19, 2010 post...

Annisia got a bike for an early birthday present. 

Remember this bike?

Well, Jonathan outgrew it, and we put it in the shop at the office until we decided who to give it to or what to do with it. I bought pink and purple spray paint, a basket, some handlebar danglies, a bell and pretty fairy and princess stickers with the intention of painting it for Annisia. Michael told me I ought to sand it down so the paint stuck better, etc. Hmmm, that would involve:

1. finding someone to watch the kids while I devoted several hours to that task, 
2. I always forgot that was something I was going to do on the occasional visit the kids made to Gramma and Papa's ranch, 
3. wearing a face mask so I didn't inhale paint stuff, 
4. I don't like wearing a face mask,  

During the spring, she was getting frustrated with riding the trike as it was getting too small. So, on Father's Day weekend, Michael holed himself up in the shop, didn't bother with sanding, and spray painted that bike SO perfectly! Then he looked for the training wheels that came with the original bike. Oops! We think they got thrown away. So, not to be deterred, he rigged the too big training wheels that came on Jonathan's 2nd bike to fit this bike. Sawing and filing metal, bolting them on...pretty good fit once it was done. He set them up a little so she had a good wobble going, then we challenged her as the summer went on to not make any training wheel noise!

She was SO surprised to see her new bike! Jonathan thought it was cool she got a new bike too, and forgetting he had received a bigger one the previous summer, wanted to take the "new" bike for a spin. Then he asked where his little one was. {gulp!} Daddy, ever the quick thinker, said, "Well, you outgrew it, so we gave it to a kiddo who needed a bike." ;-) 

 It's now a pretty princess mauve with purple handlebars, a pretty basket, and stickers. She loves it! Paired with her princess bike helmet, she's a rocking princess! We love her!

I apologize in advance for the wind noise. Turn the volume down and just watch my sweet bunkin ride! There's really nothing to hear...

So, when it's time to pass it on, we may have to paint it green again for Carter, our great-nephew.