Enjoying the "firsts"

So, up until recently, Eli has expressed very little interest in riding his bike. By 6, most kids have mastered this skill. But Eli, he'd rather zip around the neighborhood on a Razor scooter. Well Sunday, peer pressure won out.

He came into the house on Sunday afternoon and asked me to remove the training wheels on his bike. He wasn't alone. There were three other neighborhood kids with him, all wanting to teach him to ride a bike. We got the training wheels off no problem and then came the learning part.

To my amazement, he was riding in on his own in less than 5 minutes. Once I could convince him to let me help him get started, that was all it took. I helped him with his balance and away he went.

Now, you can't get the kid off his bike. He even showed up to meet me in his bike helmet last night when Leslie and Katie went to choir practice. So later that night we took a friend of his and went on a long ride around the neighborhood. And believe me, the kid has little fear on the bike and acts like he has been riding for months.

I've got to say that while there is some sadness that we are working through some if the big kid "firsts" (losing a tooth, riding a bike, etc.), I'm more excited about how both kids are maturing and growing as individuals. It is incredibly heart warming to witness and be a part of.

Which brings me to the thoughts swirling in my head about the adopted child. How old will they be? Have they been born yet? What firsts will we get to be a part of? How many of those firsts will be different than Katie and Eli? Can we get Katie and Eli to be as engaged and excited about all of this as us? Do we really know what we are doing in trying to adopt?

I suppose the length of the process is also designed to help bring some amount of clarity or peace to these swirling questions.