There were a lot of bad reviews and okay reviews. I decided for the price and the look, it was fine. We went to the store to pick it up and when the girl brought it out from the back room, it was like a dream.Isn't she a beaute!
It reminds me of a bike Barbie of the 40's would ride. (If any of my siblings actually read this, I would say, it's a prettier version of "the Tank". It's bubble gum pink Ha. Her name is Roxie. I didn't name her, but that's okay.
So we had to take Brandon's small car to the store, since mine kept going kaput before I got 1/2 mile away from the house. (He had gone a little crazy on the engine at the car wash) So the bike wouldn't fit in his car, and my car wouldn't run that night, so I decided I would ride it home. It's 2 miles. Only a little chilly luckily. It was fun. Until the one hill I had to take. GOSH that was hard. But I made it without stopping! I couldn't feel my legs when I got home. And as soon as I walked in the house, I couldn't move, and I was spacey. All energy gone. Whew. Now we just need to get Eamon a real bike and we're in business! Yee haw! A bike! I feel like a kid again! Just not as ugly.
As I previewed the post, an image of Pee Wee Herman's red bike popped in my head. I'd like to think of a better name than Roxie. What would Pee Wee say? Also, Brandon's mom has a cute red one similar to this that has a basket. With the spring in the front, I don't think a basket will work, maybe a back basket?? Also, a BELL, so I can ring it and embarrass Brandon when he buys his bike and we go as a family. My whole life is dedicated to causing Brandon as much embarrassment as possible.