"I want to ride my tricycle, I want to ride my trike..."

Here's a picture of Bode on his new bike. A birthday gift from Gma Di and Gpa Bill that we saved to give him after our trip. He couldn't seem to believe it was his very own as he kept telling me, "No! This is Kole's bike!" almost angry about it (Kole is a neighbor down the street and she let us borrow hers for awhile to see if we liked it). I kept telling Bode that it was his bike. He finally got on it and rode around the family room as best he could. We took a little walk to the park and he'd either keep his feet up just barely above the pavement while I pushed or he'd do a little Fred Flintstone but he really didn't want to try to pedal. I love that he very willingly wore his helmet, though. Sweet boy.