She loves it. She's on and on about how much we're going to ride this year. Sweet. She rode in the parking lot for about an hour. Until we both froze.
I'm trying to convince her to pop the seat up a hair, but she like the comfort of being able to put more than a toe on the ground as she sits on the saddle. I suppose as she gets more experience, she'll be more comfortable with a proper seat height.
But she's like her old man: she prefers to stand and grind in a high gear. She's not a spinner.