My eldest can ride a bike now. She's still not quite to the point of being able to kick herself into gear, but she's getting closer.
She stumbled and fell and accumulated the usual collection of scrapes, bruises and tears on the way. Each time, she picked herself back up and tried again, me encouraging her all the way.
Now she sails northbound with confidence, confident enough to peek at the clouds and birds.
"It's so much fun!"
What? Oh, allergies have been a monster this year.
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