Wednesday, March 24, 2010
There He Goes
Guess who learned to ride his bike with no training wheels! Ok, ok, so he's six, but still. We really haven't worked on it at all, because we didn't want to make it a Thing, but it turns out that our approach worked well. Last night, we finally pulled the bike out and Art pushed Zaya all over the street, wearing himself out and gaining no ground- or so we thought.
This afternoon, though, I told Zaya that he should work on riding his bike by himself while Mim rode hers. I'd like to take credit for deep parental perception and ability; I have to honestly say that I was being lazy. I wanted to read my book and not chase around a six year old on a tiny bike. As usual, I stood in the middle of the road reading, so that any car would see me and slow down in time for me to yell at the kids.
Anyway, after telling my son to start coasting without touching the pedals and get a feel for the bike, I buried my nose in the aforementioned escapist literature. The next thing I knew he was pedaling past me at a good clip, with a slightly dazed, frightened, exhilarated expression on his face.
Ahh..the good life. We have arrived.