Those are heart-breaking words coming from my oldest. Zach and his family have a pretty busy life... shuttling back and forth between sports, school, Grammy's, friends, swimming lessons, work, etc... but we FINALLY got around to learning one of the best things in a young boy's life... how to ride a bike. This is as much of a learning experience for the parents as for the child. How much to hold on... when to let go... too much help balancing and they don't learn enough... not enough help and they crash and burn... So much like LIFE.
At one point in the day, Zach let me know with confidence that he didn't need my help anymore... he was still wobbley, but he assured me "I want to do it by myself now"... back off, Mom - that's what I heard, but I know now what he was really saying was that we had shown him the ropes and now it was time to grow even more and go it alone. He was so proud of himself after he made it - and so were we!
Of course, Zane had to ride his bike too! He always has to do everything his brother is doing. I know one day, it will be Zach teaching HIM how to ride a big kid's bike.
DRAMA KING!!!!
