Poor Henry, the first child....we went about teaching him to ride a bike the WRONG way. He fell, and vowed to never try again. Over the years we have tried to "bait" him into having another go and his response was always "it is not my sport". I tried to explain that biking was not a sport, it was a mode of transportation. Not having it. Until...............Miss Frances rode a bike last week. Well, last night he spent the night "scooting" and today he achieved a big goal. I was so proud of him. He fell, and got right back up. He went into bushes and brushed off the dust.