It was at least two months before Christmas when nineª²year old  Almie Rose told her father and me that she wanted a new bicycle. As Christmas drew nearer, her desire for a bicycle seemed to fade, or so we thought. We bought the latest rage, Babyª²Sitter's Club dolls, and a doll house. Then, much to our surprise, on December 23rd, she said that she “really wanted a bike more than anything else.” It was just too late , what with all the details of preparing Christmas dinner and buying lastª²minute gifts, to take the time to select the “right bike” for our little girl. So, here we were Christmas Eve around 9:00 p.m., with Almie and her six-year-old brother,