Bicycle

on May 06 in General by

The corridors of Toys R Us isn’t the most conventional place to learn to ride a bike, but you take it where you can get it.

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Much like with her reading, Amy has recently made a quantum leap from anxiously relying on stabilisers to confidently going it alone on just two wheels. She can’t actually turn corners as yet, and tends to stop by simply steering into walls, but she’s upright and she’s peddling that’s the main thing.

I’d love to claim superdad status for her achievement but the truth is she did it all on her own.

In fact I feel a little bit cheated – I’d been telling her all winter that by the end of the summer I’d have taught her to ride a bike. I’d even envisaged wonder-years-esque scenes of me running behind her holding onto the back of her saddle until she found her balance. Then I’d secretly let go and watch my daughter peddle away from me, no longer needing my support and taking yet another step towards independence and adulthood. I’d then sigh a bittersweet sigh and probably head back into the house to write a touching and lyrical post about the whole thing that would impress you all with my amazing sensitivity.

But the little bugger has gone away and done it all by herself, so that’s the end of that then.

Still, I’m rather proud of her.

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