My two-year old is skateboarding

Normally I wouldn’t let a two-year-old skateboard around the house, but when Alan said the word “skateboard” after making a clever discovery behind my bedroom door, I couldn’t resist. It’s actually a red Ikea table with wheels too big for its size, like paws on a puppy. And as he rolls it down the hallway, it sounds like the skateboarders he says hello to from our porch, the ones who amuse him with a smirk as their wheels slam the hard concrete.