Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Drew had been riding around on a plastic tricycle for long enough. Our nice friends handed down a beautiful bike for Drew, complete with a basket for her baby to ride along. So far the bike has brought a whole mix of emotions. From whoops of excitement after her first spin, to screams of terror as she started rolling backwards (very slowly) into the street, to laughs as she steered herself right into my legs, and to tears of frustration after she and the bike toppled over after a sharp turn.
I think she loves and hates that bike.
Hates. Tears of frustration. Good thing baby was in her basket to comfort her.
Speaking of frustration...
"How dare you strap me in this stroller? You know I need to be in constant motion every waking minute of my day!"