It starts out innocently enough...
(this of course taken after he so strategically pushed it into this position)
Now, how do I get down...?
We inherited the above motorcycle from one of Eddie's friends whose children had outgrown it. It has brought a TON of fun and laughter into our home. The first couple of days we had it, we would place Julian precariously on the seat, holding him steady as we pressed the throttle (a button on the handlebar) beeped the horn and drive him around. After 3 days of that, Julian figured out the throttle button all on his own and preceeded to take short, supervised rides around the living room.
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Well, after about a week that grew old and boring and so the motorcycle became something to push around, and something to climb on (as evidenced by my photos above.) Cute and problematic all at the same time...but then real fun just started a couple of days ago. He has now figured out how to mount it, seat himself correctly on the seat, turn it on and drive it across the room. By himself. Which is hilarious and adorable until you're in the bathroom one day and hear the telltale sound of the motorcycle careening across the living room...then you start to worry a bit.
What a little daredevil we have on our hands...
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