Teaching My Daughter to Ride a Bike
She wobbled, she fell, she got back up. Over and over, with skinned knees and determination that put me to shame. And th...
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She wobbled, she fell, she got back up. Over and over, with skinned knees and determination that put me to shame. And then — she was flying. Pedaling down the sidewalk with the biggest grin I've ever seen. That's my girl.