Great joy was had today by Sweet 5 and Strong 6.

A perfect day to race big wheel and trike down the mountain drive.

Many races were held. Winners traded places.

Then- the ….crash.

Spoken amidst tears and great consternation…

“I am never going to ride bikes again. You get so—- dirty!!!”

Dirt was found in some unique places. Thankfully, no blood or scratches.

That’s my girl….

I am sure she will ride bikes again- hair streaming in the wind, legs tucked up, joy stretched across her face.

I am sure she will beat strong six again, too. Much to his consternation. She is one fast little cookie.

But

she is still my feminine wonder.

My marvel.

Growing up amidst those strong saplings.

She can hold her own.

But she is still my girl.