Several times in the past I had tried to persuade Matthew to give it a go without the training wheels and he refused. The other night on a walk Matthew noticed a boy from church, E, riding without the training wheels. E is a little younger than Mr. Matthew and Matthew just couldn't have that going on...Go, Matthew! Now we probably need a bigger bike. You would think with two older brothers we would have something lying around, waiting to be passed on. Not the case, my boys know how to tear up a bike. They also know how to look 'stylin'.
Who comes to mind when you look at his expression? I'm thinking Napoleon.