A delayed present
We waited to give Savannah her big birthday present several days after her party. It shortened the party, and there was no competition over the present. Some friends sold us the battery operated Jeep, the kind she can ride in, their sons had outgrown. (The sun, appropriately, faded it from red to a shade of dark pink.)
She absolutely loves it, squealing, as she drives in circles in the backyard. I stay out of the way. She goes until something stops her. Then she reverses it. Steering will take a while longer. She still gets out to try and manually move it over. She can too.
She turns on the radio, and I sing to provide the music. The walkie talkie she thinks is a telephone, using it to ask Morgan's mom if she can come over to play.
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