I can’t imagine a better way at spending my time than playing with these three adventurous and crazy munchkins. They made me laugh out loud and brought me back to the days when I was learning how to ride my bike for the first time.
At age 8. Um, yeah…I lived on a hill, okay?
Not matter what age you were when you learned, I bet you remember quite clearly that there’s no better feeling than flying down on your bike as fast as you can go, with the wind in your face and without a care in the world.
Can we all go back to being kids again? On second thought…let’s go grab our bikes!