Scooter Police

When O turned 2, we bought her a little scooter and matching pink helmet.  At first was very tentative when using it. For the longest time, it just sat in the basement unused. We would take it to the park, and she would only ride it for like 5 minutes, and then I would have to carry it home.

Then she started riding it in the house on the hardwood floors. Which made her uneasy on the uneven sidewalk. So again she didn’t use it.

Out of the blue, she is now an expert.  We go get milk at the corner store…she rides her scooter.  We go to the library…she rides her scooter.  She did take a tumble over a severely uneven crack in the sidewalk, so every time she encounters a crack, she stops and carries the scooter over the crack. But she’s in love with it.

She even uses it in the house to get from the kitchen to the bathroom (which is not that far) or from the kitchen to her bedroom.  And she keeps leaving it in the middle of the hallway at bedtime. So one night, DH wrote her a ticket and taped it to the scooter. The next morning, she woke up and was hysterically crying that she got a ticket.  (I think she woke up on the wrong side of her bed.)  But DH explained that next time she shouldn’t leave her scooter in the middle of the hallway, or she will get another ticket.  The fine was 5 jelly bellies.

Then the next time, she looks at DH and says, Daddy, look the scooter is in the middle of the hallway….. Will I get a ticket??  Now, she’s looking for tickets.  And she keeps paying the fines.  We have up’ed the game a bit now.  We told her that the police man might tow her scooter away.  She keeps checking every morning to make sure it’s not towed away.

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About RidgewoodMom

Thirtysomething mom of a baby girl. First and only baby, possibly. First baby amongst my close friends. These are the trials, frustrations and lessons I have learned in raising a single child in New York.
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