I want to tell them

GOPR4367 (1)I want to tell him to lower her seat, to let her push herself along on the ground without the pedals until eventually she can add them, to let her go.

I want to tell her that she will never learn to ride that bike with him holding her like that, that she needs to find her own balance, that it’s a singular journey that only she can power.

But I don’t.

They are learning these things together. And it is somehow beautiful.