have allowed distant train horns and other neighborhood sounds and a 58 degree breeze to float through the house lately. This is the dreamy time of year here. Before the sweaters come out and the leaves fall.
CP has mastered two wheels after a week of sustained pedaling. We can no longer keep up with her on foot. She can navigate around picnic tables, crooked paths, and sometimes off into the grass. Brakes are still a bit questionable at times, but it'll come soon enough. For now, we're just enjoying the sight of her blasting down a path with a new smooth form of independence.
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