Last Day of Summer

Uta has not attempted to ride a bike in close to two years. At that time he was shaky at best, knowing nothing but assisted starts and crash landings. His bike was heavy and old, not worth the trouble of storing it in our apartment. Sadly that bike met its fate as a freebie on the sidewalk. Uta didn't care, he was a scooter boy. But on the last day of summer Uta hopped on his friend's bike at the park. Apparently he can ride. And he loves it. He is a convert. He has proclaimed bikes to be 'way' better than scooters and new wheels have now topped his wish list.