Let's Ride!

Boney found my son's bicycle today and decided to take it for a spin.  His legs aren't long enough to reach the pedals, so I had to give him a push, but he did pretty well steering around obstacles.  The manual version is probably not going to work well, but maybe I'll consider getting him a motorized "hog" at some point.

Of course next thing you know he'll be strutting around the house in a black leather jacket and motorcycle helmet.  He'll end up joining a motorcycle gang of other toy skeletons, probably named something like Death's Angels or the Slim Reapers.  His "posse" will show up unannounced at our house, eating food out of my refrigerator and calling me Boney's "old man."

On second thought, I think I'll just tie some blocks to his feet like that kid in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, and he can learn to pedal the bicycle like a normal skeleton.