In fact, it's kind of hard to take good pictures of him walking... mainly because he's always heading, very quickly, away from me.
It's very nice that his trousers are no longer so dirty, but being upright just enables him to get into tighter spaces and too see more spaces he wants to get into.
Here he is, cheeky thing, checking over his shoulder to see if I'm following him and if I am, how much speed he needs to get away from me.
When you're too small to climb on the trampoline by yourself the lid of the sandpit suffices.
It's very springy and they both love to sit on it and boing. (Dog Wonder is never far away)
He's not a "swing" kid.
He loves slides, not swings.
However, having said that, he still goes to every swing and gets some sort of strange joy out of pushing the empty swing.
He knows they'll swing back again and keeps out of their way.
(It's the Nobel Prize Winning Physicist in him - you know, ever action has an equal and opposite reaction.)
The clothes line is another eternal source of joy for the Boy Wonder, whether it's simply to move pegs in the washing trolley, pushing the washing trolley, adding pegs into what ever washing he can or just watching the clothes go round and round.
Hey Boy Wonder.. how about a beautiful smile for the fans.
Melting hearts everywhere...





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