Learning to ride a bike is a pretty vivid memory for many of us. I have the classic memory of my dad hanging on to the back of my bike, then looking back to realize he let go a long time ago. I also remember crashing into a curb. Ahh, good times. But the point is, even a nervous Nellie like me learned to ride a bike.

Right now, Kellan's absolute favorite activity is riding his balance bike. It's a mini-bicycle without pedals that's supposed to help kids develop balance and coordination. We've totally bought into it because Kellan is a master on this thing. He's absolutely fearless. In fact, he keeps an eye out for hills and big puddles to splash into while he rides. Fellow walkers we meet up with tell us we have a mountain biker in the making.

Then I read about a sport called cyclocross and I think we found his future sport. If you have never heard of cyclocross, it's like road racing combined with mountain biking. Best of all, because the race season is in the fall and winter, there is plenty of mud. It looks incredibly fun, even though the high wipeout factor makes me cringe. I'm a mom, I can't help it!