Riley has a deep and abiding love for all things wheeled. Maybe because wheels are round, like his beloved balls. (I can no longer take him shopping now, since every store seems to have a giant cage of balls. As soon as Riley seems them, he goes a little crazy - Ball, Ball, Me Ball.)
When we go outside to play the first thing he wants to do it get up on Megan's bike and have me push him around. He would probably go nuts over a tricycle. We need to get moving on getting him one.
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