Great team

A rare slow afternoon at the Richardson household. But there was sun in the midst of rain, and so I cajoled Kate into going out for a bike ride. Brought along a wrench, because this was the day we were going to learn to ride without the training wheels.

We went to Rec Park, a small, lightly attended park within walking distance that had a huge tennis court. Jack learned to ride his bike there two years ago, probably about this time actually.

Kate and I had tried it without training wheels a couple of times earlier this summer. Hadn't really gone well. She would put her feet down immediately when I let go of the seat, or thought I was going to. I was encouraging and all, but she didn't really seem close.

But today, she rode for a few seconds after I took my hand off the seat. And I could see she was getting a little excited about herself, because she kind of smiled, and when I said, you want to try again, she said yes. She would ride for a few seconds, I would say, you're getting it, she would smile, and we would try again.

Then she wanted to go on the playground, and she did that, and I figured, this is great progress, and we will come back next week and do it. But then I asked her, do you want to try a little more? And she thought for a moment and said, "Sure."

And this time when I let go of the bike, she kept going. And was riding. Ad it was pretty awesome.

All the way home she said, "I love riding my bike! We have to show Mommy and Jack! They will be so excited!"

I put her to bed tonight, her reading me Harry By the Sea. And she gave me a big hug, a squeezer, and said, "We're a great team!" And then, to explain, "you know, learning to ride my bike..." And I said, yep, I know.