Fiona insisted that we take her training wheels off her bike this weekend. She was convinced she was ready to ride a two-wheeler. Dad, not as convinced that Fiona--who is known to fall down while simply standing on two feet--was ready to make the leap, first tried to reach a compromise by raising the training wheels to provide a wee bit less support than she was accustomed to. After two laps around the block with the raised training wheels, Fiona again declared she was ready to take 'em off. How'd our girl do? The answer may surprise you.
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Big girl Fiona!! Way to go.
Did you tell Fiona the story of when you biked into our mailbox in Minnesota, resulting in a golf ball sized bump in your middle of your forehead (which I believe you can still see to this day)? Maybe it's better not to.
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