Look who just ditched the training wheels! Jacob came to me yesterday afternoon begging me to take them off his bike. I gave him a mini-lecture entitled "Please Wait till Dad Gets Home," but he was undeterred. So I readied the bandaids, checked helmet, knee and elbow pads, gave him a few unsolicited tips on turning and speed, and held my breath. And he took off down the sidewalk as if he had been doing this for years.