Baby Girl got her own bike!

And she'll have fun fun fun

till Daddy takes the Radio Flyer Bike away

Thanks to Granny and Grandaddy Herman, Little Miss got her own bike.

That is exactly what she told me every three minutes for the next day and half after they gave it to her. "That my bike" "I ride my bike" "Moma, that my bike?"

Seriously, EVERY three minutes!!!

But it was all worth it to see her cute little self on the tricycle.

All smiles and angst to get outside every chance she can!

I love these new milestones.

My baby girl is growing up and it's a lot more fun (and less sad) than I imagined.