I'm just a piece of dandelion seed, that flew with the wind, away from where I used to be, to find a place to belong to, but I won't forget who I was
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
He finally sat on his tricycle, after about a month he's been refusing to, and cried every time I tried to make him sit on it. I still have to teach him to put his feet on the pedals while I push the trike here and there. Later he'll push it him self and ride around the block...