This is what spending a day with Grandad will do for you. She learned to ride her bike or rather a bike. This was a handmedown from a friend and needed a bit of work (tires) so together my dad and G fixed this bike and he taught her to ride. Now the first comment on the lack of helmet will be deleted. You are fair warned.
I never wore a helmet learning and more than likely you didn't either. She is not on the road only in a drive way mostly of gravel and grass. My dad is right beside her the whole way down and back. I would prefer the helmet but she isn't allowed to ride any bike anywhere else without it so I don't make a stink at my parents house. The lack of wanting to wear a helmet is the reason I have not made a big deal about her not learning to ride.
But do you see the pride in her smile? She is looking up and telling her grandad that she is going to go "fastuhr, fastuhr." She absolutely couldn't wait to show me. I told her I didn't believe she learned to ride because I loved hearing her tell me how she did and how good she can do. She looked at me and said, "You are just teasin' mama. Are you just teasin'?" (about not believing she could really ride). I told her that I was just teasin'.
Anyway, I am very proud of my girl who is growing up way to fast for me!! And on her face is the left over tattoo from the fire safety day two Saturdays ago. She doesn't want it off yet.