It happened...

Magically, as if the Spring Weather brought bike riding knowledge with it-- Truman started to ride his bike... FORWARD.

I know it's so hard to believe that this little man could only ride backward-- ackwardly, frustratingly backward.

But this Sunday, he got on the Trike and just started peddling.

And a great whooop came up from the on-looking crowd!

And a big smile on my little man's face.