Last Easter w/e, on our way to the Grandparents house for dinner, my 5 year old son asked if he could ride his bike without his training wheels. I was shocked at his request yet excited. After dinner Mike and I went outside where I proceeded to remove the training wheels. After holding his seat for 10 feet or so, he said let go. He continued to ride his bike all afternoon, without Dad holding on, without incident, without training wheels and with Dad constantly saying to anyone walking by how it was his first time and how proud Dad was. Not that my huge smile couldn't have given it away. Being a Dad is wonderful. Just thought I'd share that story. Five days later and I'm still beaming!

Blah Blah Blah, Shoot the puck already