How Angus and Ursula are growing each week Chez Edelhay

Angus loves his little orange scooter.  He started out tentative.  He had trouble keeping his balance, and it made him nervous to be out of control, but lately he's become quite the scoot-master.  He builds up speed and then coasts on one foot, while holding the other foot high in the air behind him.  He gets going and then splashes through puddles, laughing the whole time.  He still wants me to hold his handlebars while we go down a steep hill (for safety), or go uphill (to slack).  But on a flat, he's remarkably independent.  He zips ahead, and stops before the next street to wait for me to cross the street.

On weeknights he and I will scoot down to the grocery store to pick up dinner and other necessary things.  He scoots the whole way there, wearing his little yellow chicken helmet, while riding slightly downhill.  We go shopping, then he and I get a little treat for ourselves at the end -- cookie, gelato, coffee, whatever strikes us.  The way home is a little harder.  It's slightly uphill for Angus, and I'm usually dragging some groceries with me. But the whole trip is a nice little chance for us to spend some time together and to get a little exercise and fresh air at the end of the day.