a little spin around the port with my papa
In an effort to patch up the lingering emptiness and frustration, oh yes and anger over last weekend's terrible turn, I decided the best cure was to go shopping on the Monday and forget about everything. The trip into town would I decided be devoted to baby S for many selfless reasons on my part. Actually to be honest it was kind of by default. He has more cash flow right now than anyone in the family; the only one with any buying power around here. So, I gathered together the few stray birthday checks, including the biggie from the grandparents, and hit "Joué Club" with a sort of mission in mind; baby S's would be getting his first bike. After all we all remember the first bike, right?
It wasn't an easy choice. All of the bikes I looked at were completely wrong. They were all either too large or too babyish. I knew we'd regret the large ones because it would only frustrate him to try to ride it, and he'd be completely obsessed with trying it so we'd have to hide it away. Then the baby cars and ride-on toys were just too namby pamby and I knew he'd outgrow them in six months time and we'd be stuck with more stuff to arrange in the basement; which in reality is no longer really a basement but a fully operating BABY STORE. Finally we found this really cool tricycle that you can adjust as the child grows. It has a seatbelt and lockable steering. It also has lockable pedals until he can figure out how to pedal by himself. Perfect for him for the next few years. When he turns three we can get him a real bike with training wheels and he'd transition right from this to that.
Baby S fell totally in love with the tricycle as soon as he saw the box. He helped us put it together, matching pieces here and there and running away with others in his mouth which was cute until about the time when we couldn't find stuff.
some assembly required (note baby S's halloween costume for the 31st and note that Seb wears flip-flops all year long which he calls "claquettes." Huh you say?)
When it was assembled he immediately dragged it all over the house. It was very late though so we parked the trike in the corner to outraged cries of "nya nya nya nya!" which we know from past experience is translated as something along the lines of, "you people are a cruel race and I'm outraged at your lack of respect...one day when I'm grown you'll pay for this." He refused sleep because he wanted to be with it. He cried and cried until we showed him again that it was still there. We let him take a few more rides and then we put him back to bed. He woke up early on Tuesday morning. Seb cursed me because it was Toussaint and we could actually sleep in. "Nice gift honey." We brought him downstairs and there it was, the delighted toothy grin. He was enamoured and it made us feel again like we were feeling a few days before; full of life.
ironically the motorcyle in the background is what he'll be wanting in about 15 years time
3 comments:
It is good to see that you are feeling a little better... I have been checking in on you every day to see if you have posted and I'm happy to see that you did. "S" is so cute... I laughed when you mentioned about him helping put the trike together and him running with the pieces in his mouth! They are such characters. And you are right, it will be "motorcycle here we come"!!
Well, the motorcycle thing is never going to happen unless I'm dead or in prison in which case I won't have much to say about it. Of course this will just make him want it more, right?
Thanks for looking out for me Michelle ;)
Oooh my parents are getting Jaya one of those for Christmas! They went to a park where another baby had one and Jaya (along with every other kid there!) was coveting it like crazy! Baby S will be the most envied baby on the clock!
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