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I have been blessed with children, who besides having a high tolerance for left-overs, are pride bursting athletes.
First my son, then my daughter learned to ride a bike with no training wheels at three.
First my son, then my daughter happily rode their little legs off for miles next to a jogging mommy on the bike trail.
First my son, then my daughter showed early skills for everything soccer.
First my son, then my daughter took to baseball/softball like a duck to water.
First my son, then right on his heels, my daughter whooshed down ski slopes without fear.
First my son, then my daughter rode and jumped anything with wheels – bikes, scooters, roller skates/blades, electric scooters and motorcycles.
So, until recently, quick learner Whitney was content to follow in Logan’s extremely coordinated footsteps. She seemed pretty resigned that he was older and bigger and his strength and agility developing first...
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