No More Training Wheels

There is something sad about that statement.....no more training wheels. It means I don't have a baby anymore. Samuel is now a big boy. He has gotten so tall and is beginning to take a real interest in his appearance. He now tells me how he would like his hair to look. He will be six next month so I know he is not a baby..........but I will miss him being the baby. He still has trouble pronouncing his R's......and I like it. I like to hear him say Bird and Purse in the cute little way he says them. He is a unique little boy. He has a fascination with swords and fighting the battle. He loves rope. He ties up his toys and the furniture and the van to the truck:) He loves for me to read him stories and he still cuddles up with me and sucks his thumb. He never lets Dave leave without running down the steps and hugging him. He is a sweet boy most of the time. So no more training wheels for Samo. He learned how to ride his bike without them last week with Granddaddy's help. He did it in his sock feet too! I am not sure where his shoes were.