Maya finally got herself a scooter. Maggie's had one for a while, well, since her last birthday I guess, but anyway, they are a most popular item on our street, and if you don't have your own scooter, you are out of luck and not part of "the gang". Aaron made Maya a deal that if she could learn to proficiently brush her teeth, she could earn a scooter. Well, the day came a few weeks ago when we finally deemed her "proficient", so off it was to get that long awaited scooter.
Maya's has bigger wheels than Maggie's last years model. I was at work, but apparently when they brought the scooter home, Maggie saw that the wheels on Maya's new one were bigger than hers and promptly decided that Maya's was faster and threw a big, fat, fit. Aaron tried everything to try to convince her otherwise. He raced her down the street and let hers win, got neighbors to tell her that big wheels spun slower because they were bigger...everything. To no avail. But now time has passed and all is well. Thank goodness.
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