My daughter rode a scooter for the first time. I was so darn proud. I put her on the board, showed her how to balance, pushed her down a hall and then on the way back showed her how to kick off.
She pushed me aside and in my amazement, she pushed herself off.
That's it, forget the idea that a balance bike would be a gift for next year, my kid is going to get a scooter or a balance bike before the end of the summer.
I am so proud of her.
I can't explain the sheer pride I had that she understood and was able to translate it and be independent and scoot.
Oh my God, my child is in for it.
Oh and by the way, nothing is cuter than a toddler with a helmet on. Holy smokes, the helmet is twice the size of their little heads. It's like a giant mushroom cap!