As you can see, I was super-pumped.
The remaining photographic evidences suggests that Elliot was less pumped. But really he just had the sun in his eyes.
We did a quick loop around the block, just to get him used to it. Leave him wanting more, I say. The last thing I want to do is turn bike riding into a chore.
I really like this bike seat. It's called an iBert, and while it's very nontraditional, it's become quite the rage here in Brooklyn. I can feel my arms enfolding him when we ride, and somehow it feels like he's safer than he would be stuck behind me.
(FYI, there is sadly a lack of good evidence regarding which types of bike seats/trailers are safest. As you can imagine, no one is doing randomized controlled trials of these things (although now that I think of it, why not? I would consider enrolling in such a study.))
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