This morning took him for a walk downstairs. He doesn’t want to sit on the tricycle anymore and threatened me with his “mat rempit” (motorcycle stunt daredevil) stunts i.e. standing on the seat of his tricycle. By the way, he likes motorcycle. Whenever I say motorcycle or showed him a motorcycle he’d “broom broom broom”.
I just have to let loose of him and put him on the ground. He went walking around happily with his new-found mobility freedom.
Now that he can walk, yay, we can go everywhere. He can play with his friends now. “Ivanka, here he comes !”
Gotta get a traveling stroller. The current stroller is just not practical anymore. Upward reclination is limited.