Ava, you're riding a 2-wheeler!!
Sweet girl, you did it! You learned how to ride a bike with NO training wheels!! We took your training wheels off of of your bike about a month and a half ago, and then sadly, we have not had enough time, or made enough of an effort to get you out there practicing!
My darling, you are stubborn and determined, and it that is a tricky combination. You make up your mind, and that is how things are going to be, and with riding a two-wheeler, you made up your mind that you were not interested. It has not been easy to get you out practicing because you don't like learning how to do things, and more than that, you don't like it when your MOTHER, of all people, is the one trying to teach you how to do new things.
Last week at Black Mountain we got you out on your bike to practice a few times, and you were neither interested, nor particularly confident. You wanted to walk or you wanted to ride on the back of someone else's bike, but you did not want others to see you practicing riding.
Our big push for wanting you to ride without training wheels has been Black Mountain. You have LOVEd the freedom that Black Mountain has given you. You love exploring and being out without Mommy and Daddy there, and unfortunately for you, most of the kids your age that we have seen are hopping on bikes and ripping around in groups. We want you to be able to join in with other kids when you want to, without feeling self conscious and without being left behind.
Last week, I was so close to being able to let go of you, but we didn't quite get there.
Tonight after dinner you and your brother were getting particularly whiney. You had had too much sugar at the fair, late and short naps, and you need a bit of fresh air. Riley is ALWAYS up for riding his bike, so when I suggested it, he was ready to find his helmet and get going. YOU, on the other hand, whiiiiined and cried and stomped up the stairs, and threw yourself on the couch, and pulled every dramatic move that you knew out of your pocket. You asked when we could go home, if you could have a cookie, etc, etc, on our walk out of the driveway. Ava...we did one trip down the road towards the cul-de-sac with me hanging on to the back of your seat a,d very briefly letting go a couple of times. After that, you had it. I ran down the road beside you, Riley chased after us and sped infront of us, yelling "she's doing it Mommy!" "Ava, you're doing it!"
Darling girl, you are amazing! We love your determination, we love you!
My darling, you are stubborn and determined, and it that is a tricky combination. You make up your mind, and that is how things are going to be, and with riding a two-wheeler, you made up your mind that you were not interested. It has not been easy to get you out practicing because you don't like learning how to do things, and more than that, you don't like it when your MOTHER, of all people, is the one trying to teach you how to do new things.
Last week at Black Mountain we got you out on your bike to practice a few times, and you were neither interested, nor particularly confident. You wanted to walk or you wanted to ride on the back of someone else's bike, but you did not want others to see you practicing riding.
Our big push for wanting you to ride without training wheels has been Black Mountain. You have LOVEd the freedom that Black Mountain has given you. You love exploring and being out without Mommy and Daddy there, and unfortunately for you, most of the kids your age that we have seen are hopping on bikes and ripping around in groups. We want you to be able to join in with other kids when you want to, without feeling self conscious and without being left behind.
Last week, I was so close to being able to let go of you, but we didn't quite get there.
Tonight after dinner you and your brother were getting particularly whiney. You had had too much sugar at the fair, late and short naps, and you need a bit of fresh air. Riley is ALWAYS up for riding his bike, so when I suggested it, he was ready to find his helmet and get going. YOU, on the other hand, whiiiiined and cried and stomped up the stairs, and threw yourself on the couch, and pulled every dramatic move that you knew out of your pocket. You asked when we could go home, if you could have a cookie, etc, etc, on our walk out of the driveway. Ava...we did one trip down the road towards the cul-de-sac with me hanging on to the back of your seat a,d very briefly letting go a couple of times. After that, you had it. I ran down the road beside you, Riley chased after us and sped infront of us, yelling "she's doing it Mommy!" "Ava, you're doing it!"
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