No more training wheels

Miss Boo has decided that she is ready to ride her bike without the training wheels after learning how to ride with the TW last Fall.

And Yes... I do let my children go outside in public in pj's and rubber boots for all the world to see.  Hee hee

I am excited for her, but worried that she will have a hard time learning.  Her balance is not so good.  Thanks to her Mom, she has inherited some of my weaknesses.  I do remember riding a bike when I was five and if memory serves, I never fell off my bike, but my memories are pretty one sided.  Isn't everyone's?

I have fallen off my bike more as an adult than I ever remember as a kid.  I don't know why I couldn't seem to stop my bike without falling over sideways.  I blame it on the shoe locks.  Mr. Finn blames it on my lack of coordination.

I choose my excuse.

Tomorrow the kids and Mr. Finn go under the knife and I am scared.  Doesn't that sound silly?  Just tonsils, but the thought of my children being wheeled off without me to protect them has got me in a knot.

I know I have to be strong.  My Grandma told me I can't cry.  How do I not?  I love my children and I can't stand the thought of anything going wrong.  Maybe that is what I am so afraid of... the unknown.  The freak stories that you hear.

The children were given blessings.

Take a deep breath Robin and put your faith in the Lord.  I am going to throw this fear up to him and let him take it.  Because... I can't.

Waiting for the moment when he feels well enough to do this again.

How blessed I am to be their Mother and to have a husband that is my partner in all things.  For holding me up when I am weak.  Glad he will be there for me and I pray that I will be there for them in the way they need.