Losing the wheels
This bike is on it's third life. We were outside laughing about how those training wheels aren't doing much good now that they're worn down to little nubs.
Jason asked Ryder if he wanted to just take them off. I ran inside to grab the camera to document another milestone giving way to the fact that my baby can no longer be called a baby. By the time I got back out he had already done an entire lap around the cul de sac with a grin that stretched from ear to ear. There was no learning curve whatsoever, just a boy, a bike and the open road.