See those two, as we speak they are supposedly doing math homework that “would be so much easier if we worked on it together”….
Yeah, I know, I remember that one too. Those were the days.
Truth is today has nothing to do with homework and everything to do with growing up.
Puddin’ strapped on her helmet and rode over to a school friend’s house who doesn’t live that close after she got home on the bus. Out of the neighborhood and across a fairly large and crowded intersection full of impatient minivans driven by distracted moms late for soccer/ballet/football/cheerleading.
This kid regular trains for her races by doing 6-10 miles at a time but this two miles.. probably the significant she’s ever done.
With that two miles, she broke the neighborhood barrier and left to go out on her own to a friend’s house with instructions to start heading back home by 6:30 or when the other family was ready for dinner, which ever came first.
One more taste of precious independence.
She’ll be 12 next month and the way I see it, I’ve 6 years to get her ready to take her passport and walk out that door fully capable of roaming the planet on her own.
I fully intend to get her there on time, one two-mile bike ride at a time.