Wheels Off and Moving Forward

Noah was riding around in the back yard and just stopped, looked at me, and asked "Dad, can we take my little wheels off?" I quickly responded "sure, let's go out to the front yard." We went out front, took off the training wheels, and he was off. Of course I had to help him now and then, especially to avoid those menacing and antagonizing parked cars and an occasional head-on collision with Eli riding a scooter, but besides that he was off doing his thing. I on the other hand felt obligated to follow him around to make sure that he didn't take a spill. Noah finally had to tell me to leave him alone. :) As a father and cyclists... :) Could I be more proud?