Last night G asked to have the training wheels removed from his bike. So, we did. My husband gave him a push and ran alongside, expecting to help a bit as he teetered, but G just rode away. No problem. See dad, didn't need 'em!
Tonight he hopped back on the bike and zipped around the alley with his brother and friends without even one wobble or tumble.
While we can feel the summer winding to its end, I have also been seeing his little guy'ness coming to an end too. Time flies, and my 4 year old is letting me know daily that he is always ready for the next big boy thing, whatever that may be.