Over the weekend my daughter decided to take the training wheels off of her bike. It only took a couple of hours for her to get the hang of it, but I'm sure that while they were happening, they felt like two of the longest hours of her little life. She began with much trepidation and every fall was accompanied by some drama - but as she began to gain confidence and her balance, the falls were less and less of a big deal. She actually fell more the better she got at first, but the "taste" of victory was there and so they were only minor "snags". Soon she was riding without falling much at all.
I'm so much more kind and patient with my daughter when she is learning new things than I am with myself. I need to remember (while I'm being tough on myself) that frustration can be part of it and to get right back up and start again.
She is now working on using the brakes while she rides...and that's a whole other lesson for me too. :-)
Here are some pics from the day...
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