Graceful as a...

uh

as a wildebeast? ok dear, if you say so. At the front with the yellow shirt.

I kin do it!

Examine tomatoes for freshness? Wash dishes? Eat dishsoap? NO PROBLEM! See?

Hubby found this classic photo recently from a few years ago.

He's bad, uh huh.

Varoom! When they found out he still used training wheels on his bicycle, they took him off the dirt bike and put him on a little ATV. It was automatic. It was motorized. Motorized? No biggie, it had a governor on it. It's a good thing too because he rode the thing flat out the whole way.

That was the first year. This year, he was bound and determined to lose the training wheels and could have graduated to a real dirt bike. He opted for the ATV again because he decided he didn't have the patience to wait for a lesson. They gave him one without a governor.



He rode this one flat out too. Va-room!
My favorite part is all the safety gear.

Wan-n-na swim-m-m.

"Aiden, your lips are blue. It's time you got out."
"... but I don't want to get out."
"I know hon, but you're cold and you really need to get out."
"I'm n-n-not c-c-cold-d-d."

Soccer

Our hero has recently developed a love of soccer. Perhaps it's because his school buddies play with the local league. At any rate, for several months now, he was determined to take up soccer this summer. As the weather warmed up, I investigated the local soccer club to discover that every other parent had beat me to the list and the registrations were already closed. I was still in a winter coat for heavens sakes! He was delighted to hear that he was signed up for a few beginner soccer lessons with the city-run program. Today they called to tell me it has been cancelled due to low registration. Poor guy! I'll have to start looking again.