Top Heavy

Well, I am finally back after my blogging break. I think this has got to be the busiest few months in my entire life. We are back home from our trip and the only boxes left to unpack from our recent move are those in the basement. And they can wait!

I took about a thousand pictures on our trip to Disneyland and to see family. I had my dad burn them all to a DVD for me and I erased my card. Then I traveled back to MT and stayed with my mom for a bit…. where I left my DVD from the trip. Oops! So Disney pictures will have to wait.

We decided it was high time to get those bikes back out now that we are settling in to our new home. Each of the boys couldn’t wait to get on their bikes. They went up and down the dirt roads then tore it up in Gramma’s pasture.

Then my Wild Child figured that Little Man is getting old enough and he put his gear on the little guy.

Oh, Little Man just ate it up. He has been watching his brothers ride motocross since he could roll over. He wants to ride on any bike at any time. In fact, his new word is “ride”. Appropriate.

He got all the gear on and walked around a bit, probably searching for a bike he could ride. Side Note: Are those the cutest W’s or what?

He was pretty happy, but I could tell he might me just a tad bit top heavy with that big ol’ helmet…

And then he went down. I laughed and laughed. What a trooper though, he pulled himself back up, helmet and all.

Next week: Kick starting. Ah, just kidding.