William got a bike at Goodwill a few weeks ago. He's been loving it. He rides it almost every day and calls it "training". My first thought as he sped down the sidewalk away from the house the first day we had it was, "I don't have enough bandaids for this." He's doing OK, but he tends to fall over a lot. One of the first days he had it, he fell onto a screw right on the handlebars and gashed his chin. It was pretty sad, but after getting a bandaid, he was right back on the bike.
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Ahhh, the battle wounds of riding a bike. Fun memories. He looks like he is having a ton of fun.
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