The way you roll and awkwardly flop around to get from one place to the next reminds me of your sister at this stage. You can move but you can't quite steer to what you want to get to. This means you spend a fair amount of time backed up under a piece of furniture with one arm hooked around a chair leg, the other arm reaching for a forgotten raisin.
The way you obsess over wheels is not like your sister at all. You spend a lot of time looking at wheels, turning wheels, rolling wheels. Cracks me up!
Here you are - Mr. Big Stuff. I cannot believe how fast you are growing!
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