Real Gone


We took the training wheels off Greta’s bike last weekend. That day and every evening since, she has vehemently resisted offers to take a few trial runs. Then  yesterday, we were goofing around in the driveway and she quietly rolled it out of the garage.

First, she just sat on it. Then she scooted on it a little bit. Then she made me pinky-promise not to let go as we took a few swerving rides down the sidewalk.

Barrak took over, and did the gut-wrenching job of letting go of the back of the bike. Within minutes, she was off — speeding down the sidewalk like she’d been doing it for years. My girl is a wonder.



2 thoughts on “Real Gone

  1. I remember the same with Barrak. Jaci and I took turns and then he was off. Once the first ride is complete, life is never the same. Good for Greta!!

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