Yesterday Danny wanted to ride his tricycle but the tire was flat. That didn’t deter him.
He knew just what to do. He got dad’s bike pump out of the shed
and went to work pumping up the tire.
He worked pretty hard trying to pump up that tire.
Even when he got tired he kept going.
The tire wasn’t getting any fuller (I think the inner tube must be bad) but that didn’t matter. Danny just knew that if he kept pumping he could fix it.
After what he felt was sufficient pumping he screwed the valve cap back on.
It took some concentration and effort. Screwing a little cap like that on requires motor skills that not many three year olds have.
When he was done he flipped the tricycle back the right way.
And this is the part that amazes me. . .
He didn’t get on right away and try to ride. First he put the pump away
and shut the shed door tight.
When the work was done he rushed back to his ride,
straightened things out,
and mounted up.
He was ready to go but there was one problem:
his feet barely reach the pedals (oh, and the tires were still flat).
I gave him a little push and he was as happy as could be riding his trike
for about 30 seconds
until he spotted Nate and our neighbor
and suddenly the tricycle was forgotten
and he was off on another adventure.
He knew just what to do. He got dad’s bike pump out of the shed
and went to work pumping up the tire.
He worked pretty hard trying to pump up that tire.
Even when he got tired he kept going.
The tire wasn’t getting any fuller (I think the inner tube must be bad) but that didn’t matter. Danny just knew that if he kept pumping he could fix it.
After what he felt was sufficient pumping he screwed the valve cap back on.
It took some concentration and effort. Screwing a little cap like that on requires motor skills that not many three year olds have. 
When he was done he flipped the tricycle back the right way.
And this is the part that amazes me. . .
He didn’t get on right away and try to ride. First he put the pump away
and shut the shed door tight.
When the work was done he rushed back to his ride,
straightened things out,
and mounted up.
He was ready to go but there was one problem:
his feet barely reach the pedals (oh, and the tires were still flat).
I gave him a little push and he was as happy as could be riding his trike
for about 30 seconds
until he spotted Nate and our neighbor 
and suddenly the tricycle was forgotten
and he was off on another adventure.
8 comments:
Love it! :)
Hey, that was my comment, Danielle. :) That is absolutely adorable.
This is adorable! What a cute little guy. Is his hair getting darker? He looks so much older in these photos!
The cutest thing ever . . . well, since the "missing cookie explanation" paper. Every one of these posts about the kids could be a chapter in your "Joys of Motherhood" book. Or this tricycle one could be a picture book of its own.
Your Danny is growing up so fast! This is just the best...he is so grown up and working so hard. :) Love the last one -- in motion!
Just blogging around this evening and found your blog. I love reading all the different blogs, they are all so different and unique. Thank you for letting me visit.
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I love his hair flying as he runs off. I feel like the motion of that last picture really captures childhood.
So great! Love the determination and distraction of a little guy!
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