My littlest, he is three, has yet to actually acknowledge that he’s last in line for anything at all.
He was born ready to prove that he’s as big as everyone else, as tough as everyone else, and by golly he can do what anybody else can do, maybe a little bit better!
John Wayne has got nuthin’ on this kid’s swagger.
So here I am, wanting to savor all the fleeting bits of babyhood that I can – wanting to linger over all the “lasts” that a last child brings, but he’ll have none of it. He’s totally cheating me out of the remaining vestiges of his babyhood.
But then, he’s not one for ruminating, meandering or lollygagging. Oh no. He’s a “fastest way from here to there” kind of guy.
So, it shouldn’t have surprised me that while his big brothers were both five when they wanted their training wheels off their bikes, and while it took them weeks of shaky wheeling, tears, scraped knees and close calls with Daddy running up and down the road by their sides, Ryder took to it like a fish to water.
He demanded on Saturday morning that those trainers come off, and while we held our breath, he just pedaled right off like he’d been at it for ages.
He just. took. off!
Even his big brother’s were slack jawed. They kept trying to help him (which was fantastically sweet), but he’d only tolerate that for about 4.3 seconds before he’d bellow, “LET GO! I CAN DO IT!”
And he could.
It was the craziest thing I’ve ever seen, second only to when he up and decided that he was done with diapers. No “training,” just boom, he’s using the potty.
He’s been riding all weekend, and is now going “off road” in the grass and dirt and calling, “Mama look at my tricks!” while he sticks his legs out or slams on his brake and fishtales.
So you see, he CAN use his powers for good when he wants to.
What on many days is just good old fashioned pig headedness is sometimes, at the right times, the kind of true grit that can accomplish great things.
I have a feeling this boy is going give me a lot of reasons to hold my breath, pray, and then cheer wildly, many times over as we travel on down the road.