Sunday afternoon Tracey sat on a two-wheeled bicycle for the first time... and Monday afternoon, she was zipping around our neighborhood independently.
Obviously, it was a wonderfully proud moment for us to watch Tracey learning how to ride... but I will be honest, this was especially precious to me because I was the one running up and down the street holding the back of Tracey's bike. Iw as was the one encouraging her and challenging her and motivating her to keep going... and I was the one to let go of that bicycle and watch her ride away.
It was a great moment as her mother!
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