He did it! We took the training wheels off the bike! Jared is still learning how to get the pedals going but he can ride by himself once he gets going.
Mia also went a ways on her bike with no help, but I didn't get a picture of it. She was doing great but decided to take a break when Jared did.
We only had this boy's 10 speed bike growing up. I remember that I had spent the night at my friends house (I was nearly 10) and we were going for a walk. My friend asked her sister if I could ride her bike. I was embarrassed to admit that I didn't know how to ride a bike. We walked instead but my friend wasn't happy about it. After I got home, I decided I WAS going to learn how to ride a bike. I took this bike that was much too big for me to the top of the big hill that led to our driveway. Did I mention that this road was gravel? Well, it was. I think I got Karen and Carol to help me get on the bike and give me a little push. I made it all the way to the bottom of the hill before I crashed. I did this several times and considered myself "able to ride a bike". I may have been a little wobbly the next time my friend wanted to ride bikes with me, but if I could make it down that hill, surely I could ride on a flat street on a bike that fit me.
Did I ever tell you about the time I ran into the school fence on the same boy's 10 speed bike? No, well that will have to be a post for another day.