Getting used to his new rides

"I love my new ride, Mommy and Daddy. Thanks for getting me this great new ride, because I honestly and truly, love it."

Yeah, not so much. Although, to be fair, his main problem was the evil helmet we snapped under his quivvering chin.

There is a long story to this bike trailer.

A few months ago, I decided to start looking on craigslist for one. I thought it would be great to haul groceries in and other gear.

Bob, who actually likes to bike and often bikes to work, liked it more for the fact that he would get to bike with his baby.

I found a barely used one close by and was thrilled. I went to pick it up, and the lady who sold it to me wasn't there. Her husband didn't know where everything was and I had to wait while he ran around grabbing things.

She emailed me that night saying her husband had forgotten some stuff. So I had to go back to her house to pick them.

The new items included an instruction book. Bob read it and discovered that we were STILL lacking pieces. I emailed and told her that I got this trailer to save gas money and that wasn't happening. She agreed to bring the rest of the stuff to my church on Sunday.

THEN, we realized she had still left out a piece. We contacted the manufacturer and got it. So after weeks of ownership, Bob was finally able to bike Little Elvis around.

My dad bought Little Elvis the bike helmet, which was the main source of discontent. He calmed down once Bob started biking.

On the same day that the final piece to the trailer arrived, Bob's boss gave Little Elvis two little play cars that his children had outgrown.

We probably should have tried those before we tried the bike trailer.

We did not get any pictures of that fun.

Instead, we opted to take his picture with them the next day.

Have I mentioned that Little Elvis is not a "ride on" type of guy? He much prefers to push toys.

He's apparently not a ride-in type of guy either.

He does enjoy pushing them around the yard, though.

These things are pretty cute, aren't they?