This episode of Bluey is called Baby Race.

It was a sunny day at the playground.

Bluey swung confidently from the monkey bars, her small arms carrying her higher with each skip.

Mom stood nearby, holding Bingo up so she could grab onto the rings.

Mom, am I better at the monkey bars than bingo?

Bluey asked, curiosity in her voice.

Mom smiled, gently lowering bingo to the ground.

Well, you are two years older than her, Bluey.

Bluey paused, swinging back and forth. Am I better than judo?

She pressed. Mom tilted her head thoughtfully. You're about the same as judo. But Bluey

wasn't satisfied. I'm not. Judo can't do skip bar or backwards one bar, she declared, demonstrating the moves with pride.

Mum's calm voice carried over the chatter of the playground.

Bluey, just run your own race.

Bluey stopped mid-skip bar, puzzled. Huh? What does that mean? Mom patted the seat

beside her on the monkey bar platform. Come here. Bluey climbed up, her curiosity peaked. Mom smiled.

Have I ever told you the story of when you took your first steps? Bluey's eyes

sparkled with excitement. Ooh, no. Mom began her tail with a gentle top to Bluey's nose.

Well, it all started when you were still a baby. The memory transported mom back to a quieter, simpler

time in their old playroom. Baby Bluey lay on her stomach on a soft Kiwi rug, cooing happily.

Mom knelt beside her, waving a rattle. Come on, Bluey, roll over, she encouraged.

Baby Bluey looks at her mom with wide eyes.

Then, with a determined little push, she rolled over onto her back.

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