I'll try to not wax poetic about living beside the park yet again, and suffice it to say that the urban and green combo blows my mind, uh, daily :) P and I went exploring last week, worshiping the weather that brought about all of the lushness living across the street. The little man hiked around for two hours and never asked to be carried. This is the dawning of a new age to be sure....
When he wasn't climbing fallen trees or flinging himself off of tall objects, he was swinging his sword singing pirate songs. Never much of a crooner at home, he's started singing short ditties when he marches about (his initial inspiration was the Domo Arigato Mr. Roboto birthday card Grams slipped him during her visit. Yah, that was pretty funny. P was positive the song said "Gomo." :) Then he moved onto John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt (oh what I would give to have his rendition on video!) and Knick Knack Paddywack (ditto.) After these winners he asked one day to hear pirate songs. Our itunes being dreadfully short on the pirate front, we downloaded a few together. Yo ho yo ho turned out to be a real favorite (see him slinging his sword and singing here), one that he perfected on this fine day of hiking - through constant repetition - interrupting it only to bark commands at myself or BB :) Someday I'll have to video a whole day of P, just to sit in amazement at his constantly used vocal chords....
P charges at BB:
A brief moment of respite:
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