I Was Wrong...

My middle son was the last to walk.  It took him 15 months before he took his first steps.  I thought perhaps he would be less coordinated than the others, or less physically active.  Perhaps a thoughtful bookworm, I projected.  An academic.  Evidently, my logic was completely flawed. 

He loves this.  I DON'T.  But he is actually really good at it, and very coordinated. 

So I let him.  

For now. 

At least he wears his helmet.

EVERYWHERE

Even while eating orange cupcakes

and standing next to cool, light blue, random gates.

My late bloomer, my daredevil child.   Who coulda guessed it?