1 step forward, 2 steps back

Last weekend Ryan went out and finished teaching Blakely how to ride a two-wheeler.  He had started a month or so ago but she never seemed too interested until lately.  She picked it up quick and was on her way without any help whatsoever.  She was so proud of herself, and so were we! At grandmas on Sunday night she had taken her bike to show everyone how good she was and she decided to join Navie and Maddie on a little ride.  She tried hard and pedaled as fast as her little legs would go but she was on a teeny tiny bike and couldn't keep up.  Needless to say she face planted it on the street.  The asphalt was unforgiving and before her Dad could run out there to rescue her she was pretty beat up.   She had a goose egg on her forehead the size of a golf ball followed by a black eye, bloody nose, road rash that stretched from her face to her legs and a wounded sense of accomplishment.  Ryan tells me that the minute he picked her up and started back to the house for medical attention she stopped her crying long enough to tell him to go back and get her head band!  That's my girl always worried about her goods.  Anyway she seems to be doing way better now she just let me know that she didn't want to ride her bike anymore.  We were so proud of our little girl today when she informed me that she wanted to get back on her bike.  So even without her wounds healed she hopped back in the saddle and went for a ride today.  She did so well and I am glad that she overcame a fear of hers.  Thanks Blakely for teaching us all a great lesson today!