So, I guess it does fall under the embarrassing parenting failures to have kids ages 10, 7, and 6, none of whom can ride a bike without training wheels. Now I have a laundry list of excuses, many valid, including our mountainous location, kids unwilling to try or learn, and general parental fatigue with the whole issue. But behold, we have a child who can now ride!
The really funny thing was, after all these years, she pretty much learned in a half an hour. Mags is now riding all up and down the street and wants to ride as often as possible. (Don't worry, after the first day on the cul-de-sac, we bought her a helmet.)
Eion, seen here badly in need of a haircut, is riding with the training wheels elevated and making progress, though still to afraid to ride without them entirely. He is non plussed by his flowered bike which I guess is an upgrade from his last hand me down bike that was pink.
And don't worry again, we cut his hair yesterday.
On even more exciting fronts (or equally exciting, depending on your perspective,) we have counters!!!!
Word on the street is we will have a sink, stove and dishwasher tomorrow. If all goes to plan, our kitchen will be fully operational by the weekend. Thank you sweet baby Jesus.