He's late dropping off food at the dorms
Living next to Stanford University has it's benefits for Ronan, not the least of which is easy access to a veritable stable of clean golf/utility carts (another is an abundance of construction which means lots of big wheels). This is great because Ronan *loves* these vehicles even though he's never actually been in a moving one.
Our little maniac driver... wishing for more watts
Left foot- brake, right foot- gas... driving just like Nanna
He seems to be getting the hang of what's important- using the wheel for steering, using the pedals to go forward/stop, and, of course, using an indicator (what it is used for, though, is still a bit beyond him).
"Yo! Move it, fool!"
Demonstrating the proper dismount
It's probably the cart's accessibility that makes it such a powerful draw. For a todder, having no (real) doors makes it easy/welcoming to climb into/out of and it's on a more manageable scale than, say, a giant excavator. Regardless the carts are a big hit with Ronan. One of these days we'll find a cart with keys left in the ignition; I'll be sure to have the video camera handy for that.