Triker Dude

For those of you that read this blog, you'll remember that Hudson got a new tricycle for Christmas this year. Not just any old tricycle, oh no, a shiny new red, low-riding Schwinn complete with black tassled handles and a bell!

It has been months, but finally a few weeks ago Hudson mastered his trike riding skills and went from "Fred Flinstone-ing" it down the sidewalk to pedaling with fury.  He learned how to ride by observing the other kids outside and also the older children at his preschool, and he couldn't be more proud.

Unfortunately, last night he got a little too proud of himself and as he got off his trike and ran towards me to celebrate, he bit the dust and got his first skinned knees as a result. He insisted that Thomas the train band aids were the only things that would make him better, but it just so happend that he had "cried wolf" one too many times and that we had used the last Thomas band aid just days before. 
So, I did what any mom would do.  I pulled out the fine point sharpie and drew the best Thomas the train I could on the plain band aids.  He rewarded me with a big kiss and assured me that he was going to be "Otay."