He's 5. Good grief. Frankly, I'm surprised he's survived this long without major injury. Although for his birthday he's already received a bmx bike, skateboard, and ramp. If we haven't met our medical deductible for the year, I'm sure we will.
Once this weekend settles down, I have other pictures and such to share. Until then, I've got a cutie in the driveway with knee pads, elbow pads, a helmet, bike gloves, and a eye for danger.