This boy knows how to ride his scooter. Quite well. His crocs are brimming to the edges of falling apart from scooting his little scooter. He has his wheelbarrow in tow, filled with his toys such as Tonka trucks and Summer's pink barbie bike. It was a beautiful day when we went out for our walk. Summer was riding her bike in a straight line with cautious, while Forrest loved to scoot onto and down neighbors' driveways like a rollercoaster. Forrest, I'm on... for the search for some new shoes that will withstand the scooting for many days to come. I love you, my sweet scooter.
