As we were leaving the house, you walked straight to your tricycle. A friend had given us this tricycle recently – her daughter had outgrown it and you fell in love with it from the moment you laid your eyes on it when she dropped it off at our front door. It’s red, blue and yellow with handle bars that your little hands firmly grip and pedals that your feet just barley reach. And the best part (for you) – it has a long handle on the back so that you can ride while I push as your legs aren’t long enough yet to pedal yourself.
Every time you climb on this tricycle and we start our walk, a big smile appears on your face. You turn your head around, looking at me with that sparkle in your eyes, ready for our next adventure. And so it went today – on your tricycle you climbed and off we went. We walked down the streets and walkways, all the way down to the beach (my favourite place).
You were sitting on your tri-cycle, looking around and pointing at things and people you were seeing. I love seeing you so happy!
You are teaching me that feeling independent comes in many forms and even when we have someone helping us a little so we can move forward, we can feel a sense of accomplishment and freedom. That sparkle in your eyes shows me that you are very proud of what you can do. I love you always and forever.
