Yesterday, Mackenzie finally went solo on her bicycle. She had this bike for well over a year now, and it still looks brand new. She would not ride it when it had training whees because the first time she tried with them she wiped out and that was it for that present. During this past summer I took off the training wheels, and we recently gave her toddler bike that he uncle gave her a long time ago to Good Will. It was time for her to be forced to learn to ride a 2-wheeler, so I took away all of her options.
She has been reluctantly trying to do this, but she psyches herself out every time. Both Amy and I knew she could do it, but she was just so afraid to let us let go of her that she really held herself back with fear. The strange thing is she rides a Razor scooter all over the place, and I think those are a lot more difficult to balance on then a bike. Oh well, I think she got motivated today when she saw a kid smaller than her riding a mini-bike while we were walking the dogs. When we got back from the walk, she demanded that we attempt a bike ride again. After a few tries, I finally succeeded in doing the evil "dad lets go after promising not to" trick by telling her I had her when I in fact did not. As she was going I told her calmly that she was doing it and then I grabbed her in case she freaked out, which she didn't. That was all she needed. The confidence came to her and before we knew it she was ripping up the cul de sac!
She still has a little trouble getting started when she rides, but she is doing better each time. I have to go get her a new helmet now that she is getting brave. To think, my little girl is growing up so fast. Congrats on taking such a big step Mac!