Oh Deere, It's John!
All summer long I have this brilliant idea to let the kids play outdoors until the sun goes down. It is my hope that the humidity will bring them all to a screeching halt and bedtime will run smoothly.
Since the age of 2, Kaden has been in love with Power Wheels. His first experience came in the form of a Harley Davidson. It was an homage to his Pop-Pop who rides one. I could never keep him off of it. I really did not want to, but he was so young, I spent most of my time steering him in the right direction. This became more work than play.
For his third birthday, he received a four-wheeler. It was faster, bigger, tougher. He was official, and more dangerous. Needless to say, we purchase safety gear right away.
I love the Gator because I can actually ride it. Sure I had to place my legs in a pretzel to operate the pedal, but it is worth it. For a few minutes I was able to revisit my youth, and remember just how old I was when my knees gave-out.
Now that Mariah is a little older, she is able to reach the pedal on Kaden's John Deere. Once again, I am left steering her in the right direction. But I wouldn't change one moment. At least I have complete control of this driving adventure. I am not looking forward to either one of them getting their driver's license. I'm waiting for the teenage version of Power Wheels. One that I can run after and control.
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