The Rascal turned 3 over the weekend.
Preparations started for his birthday way waaaay beforehand as his parents (by that, I meant his mom) went through an evolution of thought processes in pursuit of the Perfect Present befitting the Rascal's ripe old age of three.
The initial idea sprung by Mum was to get him a scooter bike which seemed all the rage recently with young folks and old folks who are trying to act like young folks. That idea met with an untimely death when I shared it with the Husband and was shot down (pardon the pun) with the comment: "Your son does not have adequate motor coordination and muscles to ride that thing. He will probably ride it into a wall and crack his head."
Despite my urge to crack his head open with a frying pan for daring to point out non-existent inadequacies in my flesh and blood (aren't all children super beings in the eyes of their mums?), I dragged him to the Eden of Toys for children (also known as Toys R Us) to scoop out possible vehicular offerings.
As luck has it, the scooter bikes were on sale but looking at the real thing, it suddenly struck me as ridiculous. What does he learn from riding this? Is there a life skill that he can pick up from going mostly one-legged Davy Jones style? (go Google 'Pirates of the Caribbean' if you just crawled out of a rock!)
Having seen the Light (no, I am not dying yet. The OTHER light), a flash of green caught my eye as I was mulling over my new revelation and the Husband is standing by the side with a imaginary thought bubble with the words 'Can we get out of this place before you start buying more toys to clutter the house now?'. It was a kiddie bike which was hung up on display. Upon closer inspection, we (yes, me and that guy with the thought bubble) saw that it was missing its foot pedals.
Fast forward the copious amount of online research done on balance bikes, asking around of current owners of such bikes and discussions with the Husband (thank goodness there were no further untimely death of ideas), we finally decided on buying a JD Bug balance bike (in blue) with detachable pedals for the Rascal.
For all the late nights searching online for reviews on the various brands of balance bikes and models readily sold in Singapore (we only had a 2-week timeframe to get the bike before T's birthday came about so pre-ordering from Germany/USA was out of the question), our efforts (by that I meant mine) were rewarded with the simple words as the Rascal sat on his shiny new present:
"This is my favourite bicycle!"
(Ed's note: it's his only bicycle as well...)
For all the late nights searching online for reviews on the various brands of balance bikes and models readily sold in Singapore (we only had a 2-week timeframe to get the bike before T's birthday came about so pre-ordering from Germany/USA was out of the question), our efforts (by that I meant mine) were rewarded with the simple words as the Rascal sat on his shiny new present:
"This is my favourite bicycle!"
(Ed's note: it's his only bicycle as well...)
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