My husband has never really been all that handy. I know some of you are married to guys who can fix a leaky pipe while putting together a piece of Ikea furniture while watching a ball game.
Rick? Well, he’s got that ball game part down. Solid.
But my husband has countless other skills like spotting celebrities, juggling and singing in tune so I’ll be sitting pretty when I open up my own little community theater.
As a result we have a lot of little stuff in our apartment that just needs fixing and we can’t quite figure how to actually make that happen. Because I’m clueless too.
I wish I could do it all… kill a moose, drag it back with my bare hands and then fix that broken closet door knob, but it’s just not me. (That last sentence was inspired by the multi-talented, multi-tasking Sarah Palin, but should in no way be read as an endorsement of such candidate.)
So I was a little apprehensive when we ordered the most adorable, pink retro bike for Dylan.
That arrived in a big box.
Needing some assembly.
But man, did my husband make it happen.
Now the handle bars were a little crooked and the seat was too high and the front light didn’t quite work.
And as Dylan set off on her first official spin, the left pedal did fall off.
And then a few yards later, it fell off again.
Listen Dylan, no one said riding a bike is easy.
But Rick is not a man who accepts failure. His girl would ride. So he ran back home, grabbed the wrench he borrowed from our super and fixed that little retro number. And off she went on the most lovely of September days.
And I understood the moment perfectly. This is just the beginning of a trillion moments to come where I watch with pride as my little girl pedals away.
Of course, 14 seconds later, I chased after her and grabbed her handle bars so she wouldn’t careen into some pedestrians and flip over the curb.
But still, for a few moments, it was joyful to just watch that little pinkalicious girl fly.
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I have the Hubby of who you speak…and sometimes it’s too much cause he wants to DO everything himself!
And the bike is so CUTE!!
That is adorable!
What a cute bike!! Love it. And what a dear husband you have, who tries so hard…
hehe, i’m married to a handy-man challenged mister myself! he’s more skilled like rick – the celebs, the gameing…it’s a busy life.
and since we live in the burbs with a boiler, i’ve had to develop some mad tool time skillz so we can keep warm in the winter.
Seriously, are you this funny in real life? I love this one. And, great bike, lucky girl!
What an adorable bike!! My hubby can take apart a car and put it back together in one evening but he can’t do anything else. I’ve had to become an electrician, plumber, and carpenter so we don’t go broke hiring handymen! But I don’t have to do anything to my car that’s for sure!!
Great bike, great story, terrifc daddy. I fell further in love with my husband the night I found out he was an Ikea Savant. Newly married, in need of a china cabinet but not yet ready to splurge on the “set”, we did the Ikea thing and brought the box home. I was so worried the act of putting it together might queer the marriage and I’d be an early divorcee. Au contraire, mon frere. That night his expertise ignited something in his new bride that remains to this day. Ikea still speaks to our budget but I dream of a delivery from William-Sonoma home where they put the furniture just where I want it and it looks straight out of the magazine. It just won’t be the same. (and my husband would still expect me to put out)
awwww
This is either the funniest post ever or Ping Ping is tickling me from his cozy little spot my pocket.
Awesome! She looks so cute! I’m lucky that Terry is Mr. Fix-it, because I’m so clueless in that department.
My husband hates IKEA with every bone in his body. You know, because of that “assembly required” thing.
LOVE the bike! Too cute!
to answer “hip mom’s guide” yes she is that funny is person! and i LOVE the biking outfit!! sooooo splendid. dylan really knows how it’s done!
This is why we live in New York City-built in handymen! My super and handyman are my BFF and help me all the time. Patrick and John rock!!!!
that is SO adorable
Yes this one was very witty…but they ALL are! That’s why I continue to read! Diggin’ the retro bike! Your kids are so adorable Kelcey!
I had been wondering how the bike dilemma turned out. That bike rocks! Like Vespa cool!!! We had the same scenario with our kids’ bikes and my poor reason-for-living. I did not marry a handy-man, either. A lumberjack banker, yes. The man can bring home a paycheck and take down a tree.
very cool bike! Jean
Hubby’s the same way, except he THINKS he’s handy (which just makes him dangerous).
Dylan looks gorgeous on that beautiful bike!
We got the princess bike when my daughter turned 4, the retro one is much cooler.
Now that I’ve got one bike under my belt, I’ve got it down. If anyone needs one assembled, or wants to see my one man show, I’m available for hire.
High five to Rick for putting it together! She looks very cool (and completely adorable) on it.
Now you need a picture of you on your pink Vespa and Dylan on her cool retro bike. Just sayin’.
Very cool bike. That girl’s got some rad wheels.
Love your hilarious comments about your hubby. Killin’ me!!
Sweet bike! Where’d you get it?
But, it looks so cute! You’d never know anything on it was crooked or that the pedals fell off at all!
great bike, much better than the princess bike!
Delicious post. Hooray for Rick! And for your pinkalicious bundle of pedaling joy.
Cutest. Bike. Ever.
Though it is sniffly to watch them ride away. Aww.
Go Dylan go!! That bike is so cute and hip and my husband has the ball game thing down too. The wrench thing needs work. 🙂
That is an awesome bike! Feel free to ship it to me when the girls outgrow it 🙂
Go Dylan!!!
oh my goodness… it’s seriously adorable though, isn’t it??? LOVE IT! it’s so cute, and dylan is so cute on it that it doesn’t matter that it’s beginning was tickled with trauma…
Can’t wait for that very same moment but a few years off. I can’t sing but I’ll try not to let the bike disassemble itself.
So sweet. I LOVE that bike!
Dylan and the bike are adorable! xoxox
Also, good job Rick!