This was it, the summer she would learn to ride without training wheels. We did the classic daddy pushing her and letting her go and she went. But then we were met with the more difficult task of being able to do it on her own. She tried and tried and tried. After many days of practice and a few frustrations it finally clicked and she did it.
She hopped on her bike and just took off like she had been doing it for weeks.
Moments like these make my heart soar.
To have watched her practice and practice and see her succeed.
It was priceless