The first bike wreck happened on the street for Underfoot.
Since learning how to ride his bike, he has practiced and practiced.
He didn't quite get down how to stop without jumping off his bike.
He was in the street with friends.
The friends ran into the house and told me he was hurt.
After tears and crying, he knew that he would be fine.
He started to smile and was excited to tell his Dad about his wreck.
The lasting damage was he took off the end of his nose.
He scraped up the end and could touch his tongue to the owie.
They are actually fixing a neighbor's bike here.
He continues to ride his bike with zeal racing his brother and the neighbor children.