Max has coveted one of those electric kiddie cars for months now. A little girl in our 'hood has one and Max hyperventilates whenever she motors by our house.
Max can steer very well, I just wasn't sure he'd have the foot control for the gas pedal. Especially now that he has a cast on. But I swear, it's turned him into Super Max. He has been running around like crazy, as if the cast is turbo-charged.
This weekend, we're at Woodloch, a superfun family resort in the Poconos of Pennyslvania, and they had a bunch of these cars.
Whoa, baby. Not only was Max able to drive, he figured out how to reverse, too. I think he maybe drives better than Dave. Dave would definitely tell you that Max drives better than me, but Dave doesn't have a blog.
Is it just me or does Max look like he's cruising for chicks?