Yesterday we went to look at bikes.

Brand new bikes.

Erik chose one with a white frame and

18 inch wheel.

(His current ride has all of 9 inches.)

He was flying around the endcaps

and drifting the corners.

Which, up until yesterday, I didn't even know was possible

in training wheels.

He's proficient in both forward and reverse,

and this evening was popping wheelies in the mulch.

I have a feeling it's genetic.