two less pedals

“I just can’t do it, mom. I’ll fall off!” is what came out of Maysen’s mouth as I looked into his terrified eyes when he learned his Training Wheels were coming off. I reassured him that we’d be right there and that daddy wouldn’t let go until he said so. He whimpered as he bravely climbed up, looking back multiple times to make sure his security blanket was still there.  

“Push real hard with your legs, buddy,” Nate said and with wobbly legs he pedaled forward. Within literally 5 seconds Nate just let go and away he went. I yelled, “You’re doing it buddy!” and he looked over with shock. Insecurity set in and down he gingerly went but got right back up exclaiming, “MOM! I did it! Did you see!?” I could only smile as I thought, “Did I ever, buddy. Did I ever.…”

As his legs grew weary, so did his little patience. As he kept trying to turn around he wasn’t understanding the concept of continuing to pedal while turning. He’d get to the curb and over he’d go. This little image captures what a Drama King we have in our little growing man. This is just one more step I dreamt about you making as I held you when you were first born. So distant it seemed and although I'm so happy for you mastering this growing up thing, I'm a bit resentful at how fast this really is going. I love you and am so proud of you, little buddy.