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She would wobble and hit the grass and lose her balance. My street is only two blocks long with almost no traffic so I told her that it wasn't something she could do all the time but we were going into the street to give us more room. She got it in two tries and the look on her face when she realized I wasn't holding on, just running beside her, was priceless! She rode down the street some and then turned around and came riding back to us, singing at the top of her lungs, "WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS! WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS! WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS . . . . OF THE WORLD!" LOL! She is such a stitch sometimes!
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Posted 14 November 2012 - 12:21 PM
No Training Wheels With Sarai's handicaps, she had some trepidation about taking off her training wheels, well beyond the age that most children learn to ride a two-wheeler. We finally talked her into it and I ran up and down the sidewalk with her until I was ready to drop - I'm getting too old for that! She would wobble and hit the grass and lose her balance. My street is only two blocks long with almost no traffic so I told her that it wasn't something she could do all the time but we were going into the street to give us more room. She got it in two tries and the look on her face when she realized I wasn't holding on, just running beside her, was priceless! She rode down the street some and then turned around and came riding back to us, singing at the top of her lungs, "WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS! WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS! WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS . . . . OF THE WORLD!" LOL! She is such a stitch sometimes!
She would wobble and hit the grass and lose her balance. My street is only two blocks long with almost no traffic so I told her that it wasn't something she could do all the time but we were going into the street to give us more room. She got it in two tries and the look on her face when she realized I wasn't holding on, just running beside her, was priceless! She rode down the street some and then turned around and came riding back to us, singing at the top of her lungs, "WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS! WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS! WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS . . . . OF THE WORLD!" LOL! She is such a stitch sometimes!
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