Tricycles

Collin and Cayla have a love/hate relationship with their tricycles (3rd b-day present from Grandma and Grandpa!!!). They make a beeline for them the minute they see them and always ask to ride them. So, today, as soon as they stepped off the bus, they ran to their precious tricycles. However, the "love" part of the relationship melts away usually about 3 seconds into their ride. They get stuck on a rock or can't pedal. About 2 minutes into the ride, Cayla gets so angry that she begins to throw a tantrum upon her tricycle (jumping and all) which inevitability causes her to fall off, which makes her really mad. Poor Collin has loose handlebars, so within minutes his handlebars are askew, facing to the right, while his bike faces forward. So he gets mad too. However, do they get off - NOOOOOO. I pick up Cayla, straighten Collin's handlebars and they are happy as larks - smiling, laughing, flying down the sidewalk . . . . until they hit a rock or can't pedal.

I can only take about 30 minutes of this love/hate thing before I force them off their lovely bikes. However, we are usually back at it before the day is done.