Well, Josh certainly knows what he wants. We'd looked at a few bikes and had him try them out since we were thinking it was time for him to have one, and somewhere he came up with the idea that he wanted a pink bike. Not long after that while I was still pregnant with Lucy, we were taking a lot of walks around our neighborhood (hoping to bring on labor!) and one day we passed by a bike shop. There in the window was a pink bike with cherry decals and sparkly fringes on the handlebars. Josh saw it right away and declared it, "My pink bike!" Every night after that he would direct our walk past that bike shop and stand in the window looking at and talking about his pink bike.
It didn't take us long to realize that it would indeed wind up being his pink bike. He was very insistent and we figured that if we went out and bought a different bike he would reject it since it wasn't his pink bike and there would be no point. If the boy was going to have a bike it was going to have to be this one!
And sure enough, the day Lyle bought the bike (in secret so that we could surprise Josh with it later) we happened to drive by the bike shop, and from the car Josh looks over, sees that it is gone, and says, "My pink bike! Somebody got it, somebody got my pink bike." He was so sad that we felt a little guilty that it was sitting in our garage while he was so upset that someone else had come and taken away his bike.
Anyway, Josh does indeed love his pink bike and even though it is still a little big for him he has been figuring out how to ride it with a little help from his Daddy.