This kid cracks me up. As he gets older he is much more reluctant to go on adventures with me. He’d rather be home playing video games, or watching football but once we get somewhere woodsy, he can’t deny the explorer in his blood.
Like magic, he stops complaining and morphs into Max from Where the Wild Things Are— being cradled by some creature in the trees (I’ve never actually seen this movie, but I assume this is what happens).
He’s got a whole lot of spunk, and I love that he carries a pen in his coat pocket. He is going to go places some day.