Last night was exciting. Baxter has been walking with assistance for quite a while. We’re not the type of parents to thrust the next development phase on the boy. Right or wrong, we figure he’ll get there when he get’s there. But frankly, I think he’s toying with us at this stage.
So as we sat facing each other, I pointed BB towards Mom, just like on the diaper commercials (we learn all our parenting skills from diaper commercials), and off he went. First attempt was a total success. The next two or three saw more confidence, longer ‘strides’ and a shared enthusiasm. There was applause and a hint of proud tears. Then the wheels fell off the cart and we were back to basics. It was fun while it lasted. ‘Baby steps’ as they say.
While on the subject of mobility, Amy and I invested in a bike trailer. It fits two kids, has a ton of storage and was a snap to assemble. It is massive’I think Amy was considering it for our next property move’but light as a feather and Canadian-made (an honest referral and hats off to the folks at Wike). That said, the inaugural flight was not fully witnessed by Baxter as his face was mostly covered by a cheap, ill-suited helmet, and I fear I missed one of the several seat snaps, leaving him less vertical, shall we say.
It was a smooth ride along the Lakeshore bike path to Amy’s studio in the Distillery District where all connections and harnesses were inspected (improved) and given the mommy seal-of-approval. The ride home was actually enjoyed by my passenger. The sun was shinning, the air was warm and the view was good (anything’s better than the inside of a helmet). The most fun about the bike trailer, besides the room for toys, blankies and friends, is that you’re always sitting on the axel, so bumps are a blast! Or at least they will be. For now, I’m slowing for bumps, seeing as there’s little trust after the first trip.