So, here it is. The Big Wheel. Don't you wish you could ride it?
Kev moved the seat as far forward as possible, but she can still really only go backwards.
Christmas was good. It seems like we spent most of it driving in Pennsylvania. Pennsylvania goes on forever. Maryland, on the other hand, takes about 15 minutes to cross. The funny thing is, when you leave Maryland, there is a sign that says "Maryland thanks you for your patience."
Kevin turned 40 in NY the day after Christmas, so we all went sledding. In the snow. It was great. Daphne liked it, but was more interested in eating snow. One time, Kev and I went down together on my nephew's toboggan. It was so much fun...the sled just kept going and going and I thought we might end up in the Hudson River. It was one of the few carefree moments I've had in a long time. (Once I knew we weren't going to wipe out, that is.)
I got lots of nice gifts, so thanks to everyone. Daphne got some great stuff too. And we all pitched so Kev could get a new bike for his birthday, so there are going to be some fun bike-rides in our future.
Now that Christmas is over, it is time to buckle down and get some things done. I have a feeling I am going to know all the people down at the DMV by name before it's all over. There is a lot of stuff you have to do when you move from another state, and much of it requires about 10 forms of ID. Such a hassle, but it's gotta be done.
And the boxes. So many boxes.
And Christmas cards.
So, I better stop blogging and get some things done. I have promised the Peanut a walk today, as well as a game of The Very Hungry Caterpillar. I guess the boxes can wait.
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1 comment:
Reaching pedals: We had this problem, too, when we were kids. Solution: 1" x 4" (or, rectangles of 1" thick plywood"), duct-taped to the pedals. You need to have a ''top'' and a ''bottom'' piece for each pedal, for symmetry/balance -- otherwise, the wooden ''spacer'' flops to the bottom.
She looks like she's having fun. :)
--GG
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