Monday, February 23, 2009

Bridger's first bike wreck.


The sun was shining and the snow was melting, it made for a perfect tricycle riding day until... the unthinkable happened. Bridger feel off his tricycle. The poor little man scraped his face and Dad had to carry him the rest of the way home.

After a good long nap he was ready for more. After all, practice makes perfect.

1 comment:

Rie Rie said...

Boys have to have some war wounds! His Dad must be proud!