The Boy rode his bike without training wheels for the first time today! Woohoo!
I wasn't there, but thank God hubby made a video (while also spotting the boy, which is impressive).
When I got home, did the boy jump up and down and brag? No.
Boy: Mom, guess what?!
Boy: I found a baby walking stick!
Boy: [gives details of finding bug]
Me: How was bike riding?
Boy: Great. I rode without training wheels.
Girl: He did! I saw him!
Me: That's so great!
Boy: Come see my bug!
He clearly was not as impressed as his parents were. He decided to do it, and now it's done. No big deal. For him, that is.
He's six, and it took him a while to get into bike riding. He has always cared much more about fishing and visiting tide pools. Once he started riding with the training wheels, we'd see all kinds of younger kids riding without them. We tried not to push him, told it was no big deal. Secretly, we wondered if we should push him.
We are now feeling much more comfortable with the reality that the Boy will do things when he's ready. Swimming, bike riding--they come in time. The same will happen for other necessary milestones, I'm sure. Like reading and surfing.
Happy bike riding everyone!