Last summer while we were at Eagle Crest, my parents brought all the scooters they had. We were down 2. My niece Abby, did a fantastic job of sharing her scooter with Grant. Who was obsessed with it. So obsessed me and my mom drove all over hell and back to find him his own. We weren't able to find one until we returned to Portland. But he has LOVED this scooter. So much so, in fact he no longer walks around the house, he jumps on his scooter and scoots to wherever he needs to go. It drives Bob bonkers, but it amuses me.
Aid also got a scooter, but turns out he isn't very coordinated (I have no idea where he gets that from) so I went back to get him his own 3 wheeled scooter. I got him the extra large size because the handle bars go up higher. It also looks a bit older. Well now they fight over that one. I can't win. I never really rode a scooter as a kid, probably because of the coordination issue. I have some memories of a pogo stick at my grandparents that didn't end well. But they love them. So I love them.
P.s Grant would like a "big one" for his birthday Grandma and Grandpa!!
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