Each morning, Sully and I head out to the cul-de-sac a block
Then the throwing of dirt clods began...
(Notice his adorable cowboy jacket. A birthday gift
from his Aunt Lisa.)
Look! His feet are on the pedals!
Mostly he still does the Flintstone-thing
but today he spent much more time trying
to use the pedals. Yay!
I tried to capture a photo of Sully running away from me,
mad as hell that I wouldn't let him ram his bike into
a very nice car parked in the cul-de-sac...
...but he was running too fast and all I
could catch was a little brown blur.
Lol.
(Notice his adorable cowboy jacket. A birthday gift
from his Aunt Lisa.)
covered with dust.
(I would guess that his pants were dirty approximately
4.3 seconds after I put them on him....)
Look! His feet are on the pedals!
Mostly he still does the Flintstone-thing
but today he spent much more time trying
to use the pedals. Yay!
I tried to capture a photo of Sully running away from me,
mad as hell that I wouldn't let him ram his bike into
a very nice car parked in the cul-de-sac...
...but he was running too fast and all I
could catch was a little brown blur.
Lol.
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