Ride like the wind

They say it's a right of childhood passage, as well it should be, the day the training wheels come off a two-wheeled bike.  In the face of certain death (by parked car, of course), Columbine, proved to herself that all things are possible--if you wait until you are good and ready to face the challenge.  She'll turn six in June, never mind that some kids toss the trainers at three, because clearly the girl had nothing to prove to anyone (but herself).  I like that girl, I do. 

Funny thing about challenges, key element of success: wait until you are good and ready and it's hardly a challenge at all.  No shame in that, according to Columbine. 

So when she determined that this past Wednesday was the day of all days, well then, stand back innocent bystanders and Old Man who faithfully walks his schnauzer down our street.  Warning: training wheels are off!  All systems a go. 

With only a few anxious tears, and nervous promises repeated that we wouldn't let go of the back of the seat until she gave us the que, she did it!   

Columine (finally) shed the training wheels, woot, woot!  Ride on, girl, ride on!

Always on the grow,