Now that is the look of pure joy. Koy has figured out that it is way more fun to pedal by himself than to have us push him. And he has ridden around the sidewalk and up the driveway about a million times. Don't worry, he doesn't have his mouth wide open to catch flies, (although I'm sure he got quite a few) that's what he does when he is concentrating really hard on something. Yet another trait inherited from his father.
Oh yeah, I am so one of those moms. He's already used to me cheering every little thing he does.
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