So here's the transportation milestone I mentioned. Owen has a tricycle here at home that he prefers to ride Fred Flintstone style, but he hopped right on this one at my parents' house and started pedaling. If only potty training were so easy.
Abby, Gabe and Owen having a triker rally on Saturday afternoon.
On a tacky and completely unrelated note, go back and watch the video again and look way up in the top left corner. That's my parents' neighbors' new hot tub. It's in the middle of their yard, lit by tiki torches, and made accessible only by a white kitchen step stool. On Saturday night, they were in it with two of their Dachshunds. Might I suggest something by Kid Rock or Lynyrd Skynyrd for this second viewing?