Because Logan's been so interested in the neighborhood kids zooming around on their scooters, I thought I'd see how small they make them for little tykes his size too. And, sure enough, wouldn't you know Razor has a product small enough for our little guy.
Of course I had to buy it.
We got home and a huge box was waiting for us at the door. I think I was more excited than Logan at first - not even waiting to open the door and unload all our junk onto the dining table - but instead DROPPING it all so I could immediately rip open the box. Right there on the porch.
My excitement must have rubbed off onto Logan because he started jumping and hopping and grunting and yelling and pointing with excitement alongside me. It was awesome. :)
He doesn't yet understand he has to put one foot on the scooter while the other pushes - but I know he's going to get there in no time. He did know, however, to immediately stand up on it and rock his body, impatiently moving the handles from left to right as if to say LET'S GO MOM! LET'S GO NOW!!
And so, off we went around the neighborhood until dark - he standing on his little scooter with both feet while I pushed him around from behind.
Hearts pounding, smiles beaming... We both had the same thought as we gave each other that goofy giddy look.
BEST. TOY. EVER.