Now I remember my fort building days well. David Stonehouse & I built some winners back during our time at Mrs. Pohle's. Of course, entrance to our forts wasn't determined by gender, it was determined by age; and as the oldest kids in the group, we were completely oblivious to the pain of rejection. Really. We had no clue. That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.
Over the last week or so, Jake & Leo have been spending quite a bit of time and having big fun in their front yard fort. This, of course, means Delila has been having a horrible time. Last Sunday was no exception. I had a ton of stuff to do in the house, but I just couldn't bear the sobbing anymore. So, as an experienced fort builder, I told Lila I'd help her out.
Except the growing audience of neighbors who had come out of their houses with cocktails to witness the spectacle, and too bask in the glow that only comes from having children who've long outgrown such battles.
Duke eventually arrived on the scene and put the kibosh on any and all fort-building. Talk about a meanie!
Oh well. Jake & Leo still had each other, but poor Lila didn't have anyone to play with so it was still sad times for her. She & I took a walk down the street to our friend Sarah's house, but she wasn't home. Things just kept getting worse and worse. Then I had a
We've been talking about doing this since last summer. There's really no reason that Delila couldn't have been on two wheels then, we just haven't taken the time to work with her on it. Of course, the incentive is pretty low with a kid like her - it's pretty hard to get her to do something she thinks she doesn't want to do. And she doesn't have the competitive spirit that made Jake's transition to two-wheeling so easy. Delila put up quite a fight. Running up and down the street, hunched over, grabbing on to the back of her seat -- she knew it would break my back eventually, and she knew she could outlast me. She figured throwing in a few fits and tantrums would only make me give up sooner. Too bad she forgot about the whole bigger-stronger-meaner-Mommy thing that the boys had experienced earlier. Oh! And smarter!
Expert Advice section on their website. In minutes, Lila & I knew exactly what to do. I'd already taken the training wheels off, but the article I read suggested taking the pedals off too.
Yeah. That didn't take long.
Does this Tiara make me look tough?
Unfortunately, my success was short lived. While Delila liked her tiara, it wasn't what she was anticipating. What she really wanted was a pair of fancy biking gloves like Mommy's. Oops! Totally forgot that I promised her a pair of those when she got on two wheels. But being smarter and all, I weaseled out of that by pointing out that she wasn't actually riding on two wheels yet. She was only coasting. So,
So there you have it. Lila learns to ride a bike. Oh, and check out those gloves!