Today we had a play date, like most days. But today we (as in the kids) rode their trikes out in the driveway. We haven't taken Cohen outside with his bike yet, not sure why exactly, he just usually rides around the house. He has gotten pretty good at riding it, although he's more like Fred Flinstone than anything else. His legs aren't long enough for him to actually peddle.
We were having lots of fun until Cohen face planted going down the driveway. Thankfully he didn't get banged up too badly and like any other rough housing boy, he was back to riding his bike.