A perfect moment

 
I am increasingly convinced that life is made up of moments; some good, some bad and some perfect.  I had a perfect moment yesterday.  We were on our first day of vacation on the Cape.  Jake wanted to go for a Bike ride, which up until this point has meant training wheels and struggling with those at that.   Yesterday the training wheels were off and he did awesome.  We rode laps around my mom’s block.  He was determined to do it by himself.  He struggled, fell, got up, struggled a little more, fell again and then actually got a few pedals under his own power.  We high-fived.  He got a few more pedals.  He was laughing and hooting and hollering.  “Let’s catch up with mom so she can see me ride.”Seeing him begin to succeed at something that has been a struggle, hearing those little boy giggles,  and running with him as he rode made up a truly perfect moment.