My grandson is 11 and is finally old enough to take his bike from the backyard. He has been riding it since mid-summer and having a ball. Well, yesterday, he came home and had to leave his bike outside chained to a lamp pole. WHY? do you ask. It seems he "accidentially" rode his bike through dog crap on the sidewalk. His landlady would not allow the bike in the hallway (and I don't blame her). Well, when I found this out this morning, he said he was just going to ride his bike until it all fell off. I immediately got him a bucket of water and a long handled brush and insisted he go out and clean the tires of his bike so it could be brought inside. He relunctly agreed to do this. My daughter and I were inside. She brought over her cupacoffee and we were peeking out the window to see if he would throw up!! HeeeeeeeeHeeeeeeeee, are we awful??? Nope, he did not, he was like a grown up boy, just cleaned off his bike, and then decided to wash the whole bike. Of course, I insisted he come inside for a clean bucket of water before he continued going from the wheels to the whole bike. Even though he insists he "accidentially" rode through the dog crap, you can be darn sure, that "accident" wont' happen again. Oh, how I love this little boy.
