Big wheel

I remember my first big wheel. I rode it down a hill into a swarm of bees. Jonathan however is under the careful eye of Granma Cella and she has yet to let him chase any bees down with his big wheel. She is usually so nervous that he is riding inside the house or only in the driveway.
Watching him grow is so bitter sweet, a year earlier he could not sit and petal a big wheel, a year before that he could barely sit, and next year he'll be on a bicycle.....
And then I'll be chasing TWO!!!!!
SLOW DOWN TIME!!!!!