Sunday:
Liam was very sad to see Gigi and Papa go. I think well before their time of leaving he was starting to feel upset about it. I could tell because he just wasn't acting himself, more like his 'I'm upset with something' self. When they left and he was a little droopy faced, I asked him if he was sad that they left and he said yes. I then told him we would see them again soon and asked him if that made him happy. He said yes again, and never really mentioned it again. We headed out to Garden Ridge to look for bottles for Phillip's Kombucha. They didn't have any, but we did get a hammock! That will be nice for the fall weather.
When we got home, we had lunch, and Liam asked to ride his bike. I told him he could, and he headed toward the garage. His scooter was in the living room and when I asked him what he was doing he said, "I want ride my black bike." I dug it out of the corner and he climbed on it all by himself and began around the living room into the kitchen. He almost has it down. I think he needs a little more pressure on the peddles, and the motion of peddling will make a lot more sense. He excited said "I almost can ride my bike!" It was sweet.
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