A few weeks ago, Terry came home from Target with this Razor scooter for Faedon. Of course, I thought he was still too small to ride one of these successfully (it takes more balance than you might think!) but Faedon proved me wrong, as usual. He's been zipping around our back patio like a champ and we've even taken a few treks from our house to the top of Queen Anne.
Here he is today, flying down the sidewalks of Queen Anne like a little speed demon. My heart only stopped beating about 20 times. But he had the time of his life. Thank God for helmets!
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