Papa and Granny started telling Talon a few days ago that when he didn't go potty in his pants anymore, they would buy him a 'big boy bike'. Well, he hasn't let that rest since. Every waking moment, he tells us he wants his bike. When he gets done on the potty chair, and he finishes cheering for himself, he wants his bike. We remind him that it's for big boys who don't wet their pants and always go on the big boy potty. Well, tonight Papa and Granny caved in a bit, and brought Talon his new bike. He was so excited! It's a good thing he didn't have any accidents today... we wouldn't want to be enforcing the wrong thing! We have told him that if he wets his pants, his bike has to go out in the garage until he can be a big boy again. (Let me tell ya, I am not looking forward to that!) So far, so good!
I have a feeling we're in for a real treat until he can peddle it on his own. He wants to be pushed all around the house. Not only is it extremely low to the ground, but he keeps his feet on the peddles and continuously puts the brakes on. After just a couple of minutes, my back is killing me!
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