FAST TRACK!...
I can pedal! No more flinstone feet for me. I am still working on my big bike...the brakes are tricky, but I got the trike under control. Mom whooped and hollered for me while I made laps around the house. I was SO PROUD of myself! It thrilled mom to see my face knowing the pride I had and what an important mile stone it was for me. I am independent to the nth degree...mom has to help me understand that some things are just for big mommies and daddies. What a concept. I'm not sure I like the idea, but I am polite and go along with what she tells me. So sweet should be my middle name.