Our Little Biker!

We are back in our house, on our little street in Atlanta, at the end of a dead-end street. When we moved away, Grayson was still a toddler. But now he's a "big kid" and is able to play with all the other kids on the street (there are 9 kids ages 7 and under!). This of course means riding bikes and swinging on the swings our neighbors put up in the cul-de-sac island. We didn't have a bike for Grayson, so we borrowed an extra one from one of our neighbors for Grayson to use until Santa can bring him his own. He loves it!

Uh oh!

Grayson sang a song he learned at school ("Down by the bay, Where the watermelons grow . . .") as he went round and round the cul-de-sac.

Life is good!