On Tuesday night, we took the training wheels off of Jackson's bike. I had just pulled one of his teeth, and he decided that he was not going to ride his bike if it had training wheels on it. Well, for those of you who do not know Jackson very well, I was skeptical. Jackson is a very sweet, but also kinda scared little boy. So, I let Johnathan work with him on his bike while I cleaned up the kitchen from dinner. Much to my amazement Jackson had not come inside crying by the time I had finished with my cleaning, which was around 7:30 pm. I went outside to investigate and found the two of them in the road working on riding up and down the street in front of our house. Johnathan was holding Jackson by the shirt and walking/running alongside him. About forty-five minutes had gone by before Johnathan let go for a split second and had to yank Jackson off the bike before he hit the ground. Surprisingly, he got back on and tried again. By 8:45 pm on Tuesday he had figured out that if he kept peddling he could keep himself from falling.
Tonight we were only outside for about 30 minutes, but check out Jackson's progress.