he thinks he's 5.

Usually we take a daily walk to the lake in our neighborhood, and try to make friends with the ducks by throwing them small pieces of bread. They don't like people yet but Chris and I are determined to make them friendly. There is a little park next to the lake that is basically two swings and one giant slide. I let Everett run around in the sand yesterday when I saw him make his way toward that 8 foot tall slide.

He went up and down all by himself (seeing him push his little booty forward so he goes down is so cute). It gave me a little heart attack, but I was so proud of my brave boy. He is getting too big too fast!