In June, I posted this, about Riley facing her fear of deep water and also conquering the dratted climbing structure that had been the bane of our existence for years.
In the post I asked, “What’s next, riding a bike?”
I came home from chorus yesterday to a girl who could ride a bike. Easy.
She’d been a bike rider for oh, say, five hours when she said, “Now I can do a triathlon someday.”
And her daddy and I said, “Baby, yes you can!”