Not quite ready

Esme got a new bike for her birthday.  Because she is so tall, we got her a bike that is a little bigger than the one she rides at Grandma Barb's house.  When we first gave it to her, she was so excited and actually rode it down the street and back that day.

Even a month later, she was riding it a bit.  This picture is a few weeks ago.  She wasn't going far or fast, but at least she was going.

Oh, how things change.  Now she has no desire to ride her bike.  She's scared of it and as soon as she gets on it starts whining and crying.  She wants one of us to be holding on to her the whole time and holding on to the bike at the same time.  Even then we have to really convince her to peddle.  It IS a bit big for her, so hopefully next year it will be perfect and she'll be ready for it.

Here she is actually crying because she doesn't want to go.  

 And lately it seems this is always how it ends.  Walking the bike home.

So until next year, she'll be tooling around on her tricycle which she still loves.  Here is one last picture that I took that I have no memory of taking.  And by looking at it, I would guess that it was a complete accident.  But it's cool as heck and I really like it, so it makes the cut!