According to beloved B, my post yesterday didn’t appropriately convey the awesome-ness that is Little J, who is LITTLE (three short years he’s been on this planet) and who now can ride his bike without training wheels.
I guess I’ve been living so long with super-freak kids, my baseline for what’s extraordinary is a bit off.
I will add, though, that I am thrilled that Little J loves his hot pink bike. I got it at the thrift store for $4–a great deal in my book–and figured we could invest in a $2 can of spray paint if he objected. But so far he hasn’t complained one iota.