Adan rode his bike without training wheels today - for the 1st time! He came home after school and, as always, he and Marco went outside to play. They were riding their bikes for a bit when Adan came inside and asked if I could remove his training wheels. At first, I tried to convince him to wait until his father came home…he was so disappointed. I watched him walk outside and grab Jesus’ ratchet from the tool box. He spent the next few minutes trying to remove them himself. It didn’t work. I asked him, again, to just wait until his dad came home. Then, he sat on his bike, with his head down, and said, “I want to ride a 2-wheeler, so I can be a big boy.” His voice cracked as he spoke and his eyes teared-up.
As I stood there, holding the baby, my heart broke. I knew it could not wait - I had to at least let him try. So I put on Iliana’s jacket, grabbed my jacket, and went outside. I strapped Iliana in the stroller, grabbed the ratchet, and removed the training wheels myself. Adan walked the bike down the driveway and positioned himself on the sidewalk, in front of the house. With Marco and Iliana watching, I held onto the back of Adan’s seat while he began to pedal. He was very unsteady, so I did not let go of the seat on the first pass in front of the house. We turned the bike around and he prepared for the 2nd pass. He said it was too hard for him to pedal with me holding onto the back of his seat, so I told him to start pedaling and I would let go. As soon as he started, I let go, and he pulled away.
It was an awesome moment. I kept yelling, “You’re doing it! You’re doing it!!” Marco and I were jumping up and down, clapping, and cheering. I really couldn’t believe it. Adan had always been so scared in the past. He would try once or twice without the training wheels, wobble and/or fall, and then ask to put them back on - right away. I hoped this really would be the moment he figured it out, but I didn’t think he would get it so quickly.
Of course, he was so excited that he had to spend some more time riding his bike. I pushed the stroller around the yard while Adan and Marco (on his “big-wheel”) rode back and forth, in front of the house. When they were finished, they both parked their bikes in the garage. Adan walked out of the garage and his face was beaming with excitement - and pride. As he walked toward me he said, “Thank you, Mommy!”. I told him how proud I was of him, and raised my hand up to give him a “high-5″. He smiled and said, “I had something better in mind…” and then he hugged me.
As long as I live, I will never forget that moment.