In true Adalynn form, she insisted on doing it, too. So, to satiate her (because, really, when you’re 10 months old, you don’t really want to ride a bike…) I sat her on the seat and waited for her to sign “all done” from the boredom.
If she leaned as far forward as she could, she could actually get just enough grip on the ground with her tippy toes to move the trike. And off she went- down the sidewalk.
She wasn’t in the mood to stop, so she maintained this posture for a few minutes. And chased Piper.1
And then she plopped off the back of the bike, very proud of where she’d gone. Girl likes to move.