Bird's new wheels

Bird got a new toy this weekend. I ordered it for him three months ago, but it just now became available, which is alright because he would have been too little for it before now.

It's a convertible.

Guy drives a little hard top convertible that he loves. I have grown accustomed to it, but didn't like it at first. It's too small. I get claustrophobic in it. I do love looking at it from the outside when Guy pulls up in the driveway with the top down, waving at us on the stoop. He looks good in it.

Bird's convertible is not as fast as his daddy's, but he looks just as good in it. See for yourself:



He has taken a few steps in it, but mainly he just likes to play with the steering wheel and rearview mirror. He probably won't earn a speeding ticket for another month or two.

Here's the thing. That sticker that you can see on the side there? A close up for you:


Are you kidding? The walker is a stair hazard? Dadgum. That means that some parent somewhere let their child play with this at the top of some stairs and they fell. At first, I thought it was really funny that there needed to be a sticker like that. Then, the image of a child falling down the stairs in this thing came to me, and it wasn't at all funny anymore.

Are there really people that stupid out there? Apparently so. That isn't funny. It's just sad.

Bird won't be playing with the walker anywhere near stairs, and not because the sticker told me so. Just because I'm brilliant that way.

He will play with it in the living room and possibly the kitchen. And if you think he doesn't like it, you would be wrong. Just check out the grin on this kid: