The Schwinn Stingray


Our 6-, almost 7-year-old, is adopted.

He knows all about it so I am not spilling any tea. We talk about it openly with him. He knows who his birth mother and birth father are and we have a relationship with both of them.

He knows that his parents were not able to take care of him so they made a decision to let his Daddy and I love him and raise him.

schwinn stingray

There have been many questions as to why and those questions will be answered when he is older, so for now, we answer the questions with age-appropriate answers.

He is so loved by his birth parents and we make sure he knows the sacrifice they made and that they think of him every day and love him just as much as we do.

We try to foster the relationship by visits and phone calls and sharing pics of our little guy.

We recently visited with his birth father. He had a gift that he wanted to give our (collective) son. We knew he had been working on this gift for a few years and was anxious to give it to him.

Turns out, our sweet birth father had a precious memory of getting a Schwinn Stingray bicycle when he was around our son’s age.

This man is so thoughtful, and although he didn’t find out about his son until he was a few years old after a DNA test confirmed he was his birth father, he has been nothing short of amazing!

Back to the bike.

His thoughtful birth father purchased an old Schwinn Stingray bicycle and fixed it up to pristine condition for our son. This bike looked just like his, took over a year to fix up, and was ready to gift to our son.

The magnitude of this was not lost on us.  

Don’t we all want our kids to experience the same fun we had when we were kids, enjoy the same trips, do the same things, ride the same bikes?

When we met a week ago, we told our son that his birth father had been working on a gift for him and that this was so special.

After a meal of conversation and our son coloring pictures for his birth father and answering any questions he may have, we went out to the car to reveal the gift.

I’m not sure who smiled more, our son or his birth father, and it was an amazing sight to see.  As they both gazed at the bike and “Daddy” explained why it was special to him, they both gazed at it with their hands on their hips.

Like father, like son, hands on their hips in the same stance.

I’m so glad my little guy has a birth father that is so loving and sentimental.

That bike represents priceless memories for our family.

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Cheryl Brackemyre
Hey local mommas! I grew up in Centerville, but I now live in Wilmington with my husband Tony. Together we have 6 kids, Joe, and his wife Allison, Austin, and his wife Hannah, Sydney and her husband Hayden, Andrew and his wife Lauren and our littles, Max and Eli. Did I mention we are a little nuts starting over with this parenting thing when we are 45+? We are officially adding new titles to our names in 2022- Tiki and Jeep (our version of Grandma and Grandpa). My husband and I are both ministers, and we get to work together in a local church. We were both married before and brought our families together in 2010. After a few years of marriage we felt God's leading for us to adopt. We added Max to our family in 2014 and Eli joined us in 2017, our quiver is officially full! Blending our family has been an adventure! Add some ex-spouses and two birth mommas and we have ourselves a crazy crew! Coffee is my love language. The beach is my happy place and I long to have my toes in the sand.


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