Bode has a bike. A real big boy bike with training wheels. He got it for Christmas last year. Bode hates his bike. He can’t figure out how to ride it. Every time he tries, he ends up pedaling backwards and hitting the breaks over and over again. It’s frustrating for him and either me or Clint, whoever is helping him. Enter neighborhood trike. I’m not even sure who’s it is. It’s always outside and Bode thinks it’s his. He LOVES it.
I was taking pictures of him happily riding the trike, when he found the paper. It’s not even a real paper, just the one everyone throws away after being outside forever.
First he read the paper.
Then he ran inside and grabbed his markers.
Then he colored his paper.
Then it was back to playing in the leaves and riding the trike.
He’s pretty silly.

1 comment:
Love the yellow shirt and fall leaves. Beautiful shots!
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