why I am glad AJ doesn't have an older brother

Our Cinco de Mayo spectacular yesterday featured incredible weather, wonderful friends, make-your-own burritos (thank you, Sarah!), as well as a veritable boat-load of kids. Now let me preface this story by saying that AJ does not have a lot of fear (or maybe it is common sense?). Yesterday he demonstrated this for the masses...

For those of you unfamiliar with the terrain in our backyard it is somewhat steep and currently sans grass. Aaron had pulled all of the toys out of the garage and into the backyard (tricycles, scooter, slide, green fisher price ride-on toy, etc.) for the kids. The oldest kid present, who was somewhere between eight and nine, quickly took to riding all of the toys down the slope. Within minutes, AJ followed suit. His first run was "cute" enough as he only hauled the green ride-on toy about half-way up. With that trial under his belt, and minus highly-critical parental supervision, I turned around moments later to see him climbing on board the green toy as far uphill as possible...

me: Aaron, should I try to stop him?

Aaron: how fast could he really go? It is dirt afterall...

answer: fast enough to make my heart skip a beat or two

Fortunately for all parties, it ended well... and the kids quickly moved on to scaling the rock retaining wall out front.