Like Learning to Ride a Bike

Confession: we did not teach any of our daughters to ride a bike. A little girl who lives next door taught the oldest 3 and Liesel decided to take Sydney under her wing this fall. It's not that we didn't try, it's just that it didn't work. We gave them sound instruction, we practiced patience like Job,  but in the end they were frustrated, scared and plain belligerent. Nothing clicked. 

Somehow that little girl was able to inspire and motivate our girls in a way we couldn't. In a way it makes sense, I guess. When your parents teach you, you're still a little kid but when a kid younger than you teaches, you're suddenly the oldest kid who still doesn't know how to ride a bike. 

Liesel took such pride in teaching Sydney. Listen to her tirelessly urge her to, "Keep peddling, keep peddling!" I think Sydney really wanted to belong so she worked hard to get the hang of it.

Liesel showered her with accolades and well, Sydney ate that up too. 

Just like that, all of our girls know how to ride a bike!