Big Biker Boy Brandt

How's that for a mouthful of Bs?  We have had a little bike in the basement for Brandt for many months, and I finally got around to buying him some training wheels.  He went out to ride yesterday evening and LOVED it.  No great surprise there.  First thing this morning he wanted to be out riding again (before Kent went to work, before I was out of my pajamas).  In the afternoon he rode up and down the street with our across the street neighbor.  He has taken to the bike like a future Tour de Francer.  Can I dream that big?  Blythe is feeling jealous, but only of his helmet.  She wants one too!