Scooter

Oh, the weather has been beautiful the past few days. The neighborhood is spilling from inside our homes, happy just to be out again.

Evie woke up from her nap Friday and we headed next door to see if the girls could play. Never shy, my daughter helped herself to the toys in their garage. I watched as she clumsily dragged a scooter around. But here's the amazing thing - 30 minutes later, she was riding that scooter!

Evie is a persistent little thing. Once I helped her take the scooter to the sidewalk, she could not be deterred. It's so incredible to watch a child learning. I could see the wheels in her brain turning, trying to figure out how she was going to ride the scooter. She started by standing on it with both feet and lunging forward. That got her nowhere. And that's when she figured out to put one foot on and push with the other foot. The scooter moved! Practice does make perfect, and soon Evie was speeding down the sidewalk.

I watched her with wonder and with sadness. I simply could not believe my tiny baby girl was actually riding a scooter. I was so proud of her new skills! I also had a lump in my throat. I still believe sometimes that Evie is a baby. But each day brings another realization that she is moving on and growing up. She's talking and running and singing and even riding scooters down the sidewalk.

I'm happy Evie is thriving. I'm happy she's moving on and growing up. But the best part was when she finally turned around to get a glimpse of me, and called out "Mommy!" I ran to catch up to her and helped her make her way back home.