Pedal Car Blog

I’ll admit it: I’m a boy. A big boy, sure.  But a boy just the same. 

My daughter came over the other day with my grandson in tow.  It was a reasonably warm, sunny spring day, and the moment the little guy burst out of the car he wanted to play.

Fortunately, we have the technology for that.  He ran to the garage where we park his motorcycle.

Now, understand, it isn’t a real motorcycle.  We have a family ban on motorcycles. My mother put the ban in place, and it remains to this day.  None of her six children, nor any of her children’s children has ever, to my knowledge, ridden on a motorcycle.  Mom felt like she had quite enough to worry about, thanks.

I was equally rigid in enforcing the same ban on my girls, so it was with some degree of bemusement that my daughter came over one day with her 2 year old son to find that Grandpa had bought him a Little Chopper ride on toy motorcycle.

Well, a motorcycle-ish type of toy.  The motorcycle is powered by a 6 volt battery and if he puts the pedal to the metal, he can roar around the yard at speeds approaching 2 miles a week.  Which he is allowed to do, providing he wears a helmet and keeps to the grass.

The first time he clambered on board this thing, I felt a rush of envy.