Jack likes to take off to check out interesting things. He occasionally takes an adult with him if he feels any sense of foreboding, but if they are not necessary, he is just as happy tromping alone. I think someday he'll invite London to come, or at least expect him to keep up without being asked.
So, armed with Papa T's hat and clashing clothes, he conquered the wilds of Canada.
Oh yeah, and the half eaten apple that somehow shows up when we arrive in August and doesn't disappear until we are nearly to the border going home.
He thought about taking Molly along, but she thought about not going.
My personal favorite picture of him this month. This face comes up often when he freezes mid-action. It shouts "I really hope she isn't going to tell me to come back or go to bed/bathroom/eat."
"Look, there in the bushes!"
"Only trouble there, boy."
Just for you, Kim.
Revel, Jack.
No comments:
Post a Comment