Riding

We decided that this year you would learn how to ride a bike. The past couple of years you preferred to run alongside your friends as they rode their bikes.
 
Nana and Gramps gave you Spencer's old bike and daddy put on new training wheels. It was a perfect evening where nobody was outside.  You hopped on and took off with little assistance from dad.
I asked you, “How did you get so good at riding?” You replied, “My brain told me how.”
 
I can’t wait until Spring where we all can hop on our bikes and go for a family ride.

(Can you spot Madcat-our cat like dog?)

While waiting for daddy to fix your seat, you stopped helping him and did a gig for me.

You said your bike needed to be fixed so you tipped it upside down and pretended to fix it.