After a discussion about how Mommy and I would get to learn bike riding, I told Nelson about it and he had this silly idea. It seems mommy wanted to go to the beach and didn't think I could keep up on my own ride. She said my tricycle would be too slow. I don't ride a tricycle, I'm a big kid, I have a normal bike without training wheels. But she didn't listened to me at all. And here I am, pouting my way to the beach dressed like a little girl. At least I have a plushie !