Given how much he wanted a power wheels police car which then sat unused in the garage for 5 months, I should not have been surprised when the birthday bike sat unused for weeks on end. However, with a little prodding, he decided to take it out for a spin. He had a lot of fun with it for the first few minutes and then Dada wound up carrying it the rest of the way to the playground. Story of my life. If I had a nickel for every random thing they give me and ask me to carry or hold for them … you wouldn’t be able to find me under the pile of all their stuff and the 50 lb bag of nickels. Perhaps 3 and a half might be a better age for this type of bike. Right now he’s not really sure what to do with it. And that’s ok. Stay tuned for the “I can’t get him off this thing” post.
My Everyday Life 