So...I promised my sister that I'd post today. THe post didn't actually happen like I'd envisioned when I made that promise. Our weekend was filled with receiving gas masks (as a standard precaution), errands, and trying to teach Claire how to ride bike, which means a weekend of frustration and irritation. The girl is a perfect blend of Chris and I. She is a perfectionistic child who has a huge stubborn streak and an eagerness to learn, but an overwhelming desire to get it right the first time. Quite frankly, most things have come quickly and easily to her. She has, after all, pretty much been the perfect baby/child thus far. I think she may have met her match. She wants nothing more than to ride a bike with only 2 wheels, but has been experiencing her fill of frustration. That whole balancing thing has gotten the best of her. She can roll down the street on her stride bike, but the minute she hops on her bike without training wheels and attempts to pedal, the wibble wobb...