On Saturday evening, I started what I thought would be a month long learning process, teaching my daughter how to ride a bike.
Within an hour, it became a one-day lesson and she was riding her bike along the sidewalk with ease.
Sunday evening, I brought Sophie up to church for some wide open space practice.
I watched Dominic on the playground while Sophie did circles around the parking lot.
Minutes later, she parked 40 yards away over by a bench and asked me to sit next here because she had something important to tell me. So I obliged her and shuffled off.
As I sat down, she saddled up to the bench, scooted over next to me, put her little left arm over my taller and wider shoulders, and looked me directly in the eyes, and in a sincere, calm voice said, "Daddy, thank you for teaching me to ride a two wheel bike." Then she kissed me on the cheek.
I can't imagine a sweeter girl than that little Sophie.
Good thing I wrote this down as I will probably need to reread about this sweetness in about 10 years.