And he loves it! He just kept saying "Bike, bike, bike!" Over and over then. Then he pointed to the garage (where my bike is kept right up front by the door) and kept saying "Mom Bike, Daddy Bike." He wanted us all to be riding together apparently.
And safety was his priority. I didn't even think to put a helmet on him, because well, I just didn't. But when he spied Travis's hard hat he went after it. I guess he's seen cyclists around because he wore it the rest of the time and then hung it on his handle bars when he wasn't on the bike.