We took Luke in this papoose thing we have and hit the trails for a walk; lead by Jack, of course. The neighbor's hammock was the first stop.
Jack mostly ran and kicked dirt around the newly lined baseball diamond. And no, we didn't let him trash the lines like a little hooligan.
Alas, the event ended in tragic injury. Jack fell on cement and skinned his knee; a necessary scar of childhood. He was very upset and walked around like a hunched over old man for hours. He can't yet read so I can safely say here that it was pretty funny. It ended in the couch collapse you see below.
Luke was hardly aware of any of this.
