Yes, Mom, you heard me right!

"I want to take the wagon for walk!" Liam will no longer go into his wagon voluntarily and take a ride. We first need to let him push (or pull, whatever his will desires at that point) until he gets tired. At that point he stops, gets in, has us unbuckle the strap (the one we are required to buckle before we leave - safety first), we buckle him up, and we shut the door.

According to google pedometer, my latest new toy (http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/), our usual neighborhood walk is a little over 1 mile. Saturday, Liam's voyage trip, he pushed about halfway. No walk has been as long, but at least he tires himself out! Plus, we have a way to get him home when he desides he's had enough (a couple weeks ago, he saw one of these little toy cars in someone's driveway... we had walked there... he screamed the entire way home when I told him he couldn't play with it!)

Obviously, he takes his new job VERY seriously.

Swingset

Our neighbors Charlie and Sam got too big for their little swingset and got a new one, so they were nice enough to share. Liam is entertained in fits and starts, but entertained nonetheless. Here he is enjoying some time before the rain started... again. We're not complaining - the plants need it!

Everybody was Kung Fu Fighting

Liam discovered mom’s headband a few weeks back and has intermittently found it mildly amusing. Last night, he put in on and wouldn’t take it off. It stayed on all night and this am (picture taken with dad’s phone… sorry for the flash glare!), he apparently refuses to take it off. Good luck getting those spikes down, dad!

You know it's sunny when...

... Liam wants to put on his hat AND his sunglasses. He was insistant after months of ignoring the glasses altogether. Obviously, he can't stay serious for too long.