he's not quite four-and-a-half and last night, kev took his training wheels off. it was epic! we were in the little park across the street, and there were lots of people there who stopped by with their kids walking home from somewhere. everyone was cheering and clapping, it was a big celebration. he had a couple of awesome crashes (like head on into a bench
THUD! when all was said and done, he was pretty much unscathed. somehow.
he was so proud of himself, excited and exuberant, he would ride until he bailed, and then run back to where he had started from to go again. and kev or i would bring the bike back to him.

it helped him to have a destination in mind. his crowing achievement was when he went along a downhill slope, and wove through a crowd of people, and made it all the way to the far end of the park. he planned it that way.