After my son took an interest in riding, my daughter did not want to be left out.
She wasn’t quite as fast, but she learned it pretty quick. After a few spills, our neighbor suggested learning to ride a slight grassy slope behind her house.
After a few runs, she had the confidence to hit the street again the next day.
What I find amazing is how different my two kids are. My son learned to ride his bike 2 1/2 years (by age) before his older sister. But in contrast, my daughter was dressing herself (multiple times per day) a few years before my son did. To prove my point, my daughter’s first comment when she got her tricycle was that it matched her red dress. Watch the video.
