
So Daddy just couldn't resist getting Jackson a new bike. And as I am the bad guy in the whole situation, I couldn't really say no. He has done so well on it! I am really impressed. He really likes to show me that he can use his brakes at any moment. He will pedal in a million circles in our living room ( wood floors ) and never get bored. Or dizzy.
But Jackson had to put his bike up for the rest of the day this afternoon. We have a line in the driveway that he cannot cross. The first time he did I gave him a warning and told him one more time and he has to get off and put it away. Well, of course he just had to see if I was serious. I was. So later in the evening, after dinner, I asked him if he wanted to go on a walk with me.
"Can I ride my bike?" he asked.
"No, you didn't listen earlier and that's not a choice anymore." I said trying to sound stern.
"We can take a walk using our feet, Jackson."
"But that will take all week!!" he moaned.
I find myself trying to hide my laughter these days. I can't let him know just how cute he is!