Piper decided that her red-with-regular-tennis-balls walker was just too, well, regular for her tastes and asked for an upgrade. What’s a mom supposed to do?
Appease her, of course!
I found pink tennis balls (I’m not against cutting up breast cancer balls, apparently) and hung pink and white tassels from the handles.
Just when I thought she couldn’t get any cuter…
She walked the entire perimeter of Costco last night. Literally. The whole way around the store. The kid can cover some serious distance. She’s starting to get a lot better at steering (her problem is that she leans the direction she wants to go, which makes it go the opposite direction), if she’s paying enough attention. And she’s still laughing the entire time she’s walking, which just cracks me up.
Not that that’s saying a whole lot- the kid spends most of her waking hours keeping me in stitches. She’s good to me that way.