I Wanna Vroom!

Tonight our brood wandered across the street, to celebrate our friend and neighbor's birthday.  When we got there I set myself up in the kitchen to make margaritas, and Nick set Christian up in a little kid chair to play.  He sat nearby to keep an eye on him, but we were both really impressed with how well Christian was sitting.  After a while, Nick wandered out of the room, and Christian just kept playing happily.  I peeked at him from the kitchen from time to time, but he was doing great, and didn't even hint at falling.

When I was done with my task, I went to check on Mr. Bubs.  He was still sitting tall and steady, but he asked to go outside, so I carried him out.  As soon as we were outside Christian spotted a "Cars" tricycle, and insisted on getting on.  I normally would have held him the whole time he was sitting, but because he had been sitting so well inside, I thought I'd see how he did on his own.  I planted his feet on the ground, and showed him where to hold the handles, then backed away.  He stayed upright, and kept sitting that way for ages.  Nick and I had to keep switching roles as spotter, he sat for so long.  I couldn't believe how strong and steady he was, and how big he looked.

All the other kids were running around, sugar rushed out, but Christian didn't pay any attention, he was in love with the tricycle.  He kept pushing buttons, and shouting "Cars!" and laughing hysterically.  It started to get cold, and I asked him if he wanted to go play inside with some of his friends, but he shook his head.  "No Momma, I wanna vroom!"  I couldn't argue with that, so a-vrooming he went.  I almost cried, watching my strong, beautiful boy, sitting on that tricycle all night.