The joy of pedaling

My son learned to bicycle today. I didn’t learn until I was six, and he’s just shy of 5 1/4, so I have no reason to have been as disappointed/exasperated as I was. He’s been able to move around on a cycle since before he could even walk. At a year old, he’d on his balance bicycle in the streets of San Francisco weaving between people at the farmer’s market . I became too much the asian parent, and…