We finally got around to taking the training wheels off Anni’s bike. It was necessitated by the fact they basically were ripped apart AND that we have been talking up being 4 years old sorta like the culmination of all things big girl. We headed to the test track for a local driving school behind our vocational school this past weekend to kill the witching hour (the hours all parents of small children know as 3-7pm…ie…..the hours YOU (along with your children) are prone to want to scream, cry, or otherwise meltdown). Papa took the training wheels off and helped Anni learn how to start up. There was lots of excitement and some moments of tragedy (really it would not involve Annikah without some emotional outbursts:).
But after some tears, wobbly starts, and some big cheers form her adoring fans AKA me and Evy she did pretty good and even ventured down a hill! That is my fearless girl! Well, fearless after lots of tears 🙂
In the end; though, she preferred picking flowers, exploring the bark of trees, and jumping off the track to the actual bike riding. Evy loved watching her sister’s antics as usual and we all got some time in the shade and out of the house.
Lots more bike riding and exploring in our futures….
no training wheels!
