A bike for Zoe
The nanny had told us that one of the other children that she watches has a new bike, which was the object of much Zoe desire (and the source of some disputes, apparently), so we decided to look for a bike with training wheels for Zoe this weekend. After trying out five or size bikes, we bought this fine machine.
Despite the fact that it was raining, we had to go test it out immediately. She insisted on riding up the gentle hill that takes you to the park "BY SELF", which was going fine until she ran out of torque and started rolling backwards down the hill.
That's the first part of me saying "Uh oh" at the end, and running to stop her.
Once in the lot, she amazed me with her speed and bike handling.
She did manage to wreck once, when she attempted a turn at high speed and ended up toppling over. This was followed by tears and daddy hugs, and a puzzled look when I asked her if she wanted to go home. She backed away from me as if I was insane (for having the temerity to suggest that she stop riding her new bike, I assume), threw a leg over the bike and sped off. I think she's going to be a professional cyclocross or mountain bike rider. After twenty or thirty laps around the baby park criterium, we headed home for cupcakes.
