They Call Me Ankle BusterMadelinePetersen
I run around the kitchen when Mom is making dinner and ram the back of her chair while she is working at the dining table. I get to run wild in the garage while she is doing laundry. I get to eat while doing it if I play my cards right.
But my favorite part of the walker? It’s got to be that if I want someone’s attention, all I need is a running start and a clear shot at their ankles. When I make impact, there is no ignoring me.
Yeah, they call me ankle buster. I’m thinking I need to get a bumper sticker on my new ride.
PS – If you like my bib, have your mom make you one with this easy tutorial.