This morning Davey and I went to Feaster Trail. There is a nice area in front of the hospital where he likes to run around and play. It was a little chilly outside, but pretty nice overall, and even if it was, how come the chilly air never seems to phase him?
He found piles of mud. I think they were little mole mounds. He stomped on them. Then he found a nice stick (about 12 inches long) and started poking at the mud. Then he found a mini-lake – well it was much bigger than a puddle but not deep. Just perfect for stomping around in.) So he stomped around in the mini-lake for awhile. He poked the water with his stick. He threw the stick in the water and retrieved it. Several times. Finally I started feeling rather irresponsible, as it was still chilly, and so I took his wet self and we left. He was not too happy, and when I took his socks and shoes off, his little feet were toasty.
I neglected to bring my camera, so I could only get a couple of pictures of the aftermath. I like his sweet little feet and shoes.
This afternoon after his nap, we are off to get a haircut. The hair on the top of his head is about 4 inches long. Well at least 3!