
For some reason when we go home to Idaho to visit my family Eli likes to pretend that is a dirt bike pro with my little brothers. He doesn't have the motorcycles like they do. . . or the helmet, boots, gloves, or any riding gear for that matter. So he scrapes together what he can and pretends he is being safe. Eli's idea of safe includes basketball shorts (it's
November in
Idaho mind you), my dads work shoes with no socks, and a borrowed helmet that is too small. I know, he looks incredibly sexy in this picture.