Q loves her skateboard.
She is still only four, for another couple of months at least, but she can kind of rock it out.
She still needs to hold a hand when crossing the street...
...but she certainly has a few tricks under her helmet when on four wheels.
She's kind of a natural. And I love that about her.
Although inevitably, as on so many other occasions, I end up carrying the board, pads and helmet while she runs off to the playground for a half hour of feeling like an actual four-year-old.
So it goes.
And I love it. I do. Time as mommy of a four-year-old is ticking away.