Olivia just fell in love. With the bicycle. She escapes out of the house anytime she can, and I find her crying by the bike because she's too little to go on it. All she wants is to go on the bike, even if we just ride in circles in the garden. It's her drug, she just needs a fix of it :) Even better is when daddy bibips and wrumwrums like it's a motorcycle. The grin on her face goes from ear to ear. And when we tell her it's over, that we need to go back in the house, my goodness. She. is. not. happy. Don't mess with her bike!
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