Third time's a charm.

Tonight was our 3rd annual neighborhood Bike Parade.

Remember last year?

And the year before?

Well, this year was different.

Henry rode his scooter, again.

But this time he not only rode it...

he rocked it!

This was my view at the beginning of the parade...

{Ready to Start}

And then he was off...

{Hauling, just after take-off}

He made it all the way to the church, just scootin' along.

He left me in the dust, strollin' Stella.

The next I saw of him was down at the end of the parade route at the church.

Rosy red cheeks and an ice cream smile...

{Proud Parader}