DEAR BABIES sometimes in your young life you will get gifts; birthdays, Christmas to name just two; but on occasions for, it would appear, no reason mummy and daddy will give you a lovely present. today was one of those times.
i'm too little for a bike but i got the next best thing, a micro scooter, and i love it. i was able to help mummy bling it up with stickers and i've been informed i'm to get a new bag for it too which means i can transport tonnes of my toys!
now, when one gets a scooter we are apparently supposed to scoot. who knew hey. but we're babies and therefore we are put on this earth to bring enjoyment to grown ups, which in this scenario means we don't do silly things like scoot, no no, we stand on said scooter and look adoringly up at mummy and daddy who in turn will bend and push us. please at this point smile and giggle otherwise your parents will get huffy and puffy and the likely hood of them repeating this behaviour is quite frankly remote.
whilst being pushed around is much easier than walking i admit, do not go on like this for too long. jump off and if you feel like throwing a little stomp in then do so. i favour a pout on my face and a storm off in the opposite direction as it really helps my mummy, in particular, with her exercise as she runs after me. and what baby doesn't love being chased...
don't forget if you should have a wobble and tumble off, crying and over egging the 'accident' allows adults to nurture their protective and parenting skills; plus you'll get a cuddle or some edible treat so it's all fabulous!