My kid just crashed his tricycle for the very first time. I am so very proud. It was an impressive sight, and he ended up tangled in the wreckage. However, he got right back on it, and the event was an exciting topic of conversation over his afternoon snack. He is going fast enough now to require his helmet, which has been gathering dust in his closet, as he never did anything more than turn the trike over and spin the wheels for hours at a time in the past.
I think my days of reading quietly outside may be coming to an end. Finally.
Labels: progress, toys, tricycle, Williams syndrome