My 1-Year-Old Just Got a Convertible

My 1-Year-Old Just Got a Convertible, and I’m Officially His Chauffeur

When I turned one, I got cake. My son? He got a ride. Not just any ride—a Step2 Side-by-Side Push Around Roadster, the Rolls-Royce of toddler transportation.

This thing is bright red, has two seats (because apparently toddlers have better social lives than I do), and comes with seat belts and a working horn. That’s right—he can now beep at me while I push him around the block like his personal Uber driver. His passenger? Usually a stuffed moose named Larry, who honestly gives off major backseat driver vibes.

We took it for a spin and let me tell you, the neighborhood moms were eyeing it like it was the latest Tesla. Meanwhile, my son sat there like a tiny boss, gripping the steering wheel with zero intention of helping me steer, and honking at squirrels like he had somewhere to be.

So if you hear a horn and the sound of giggling coming around the corner, that’s just my toddler, living his best life in a two-seater convertible. I just hope he doesn’t ask for custom rims next.