An autumn walk...with an almost two-year-old

The pictures really say it all.

At the beginning of the walk, actually deciding if we're going to take a walk or just, "pay wiff a cars"

Cute bottom shot.

This is when it all started to fall apart.  We had had some sitting episodes and a few "mommy put Asher on da solders (shoulders)" moments.  He literally laid on the sidewalk and said, "Asher goin' nigh-nigh".

"Asher geddin up"  Notice his hat is now askew from all the wallowing, but I told him I was going to spank his hand if he took it off again.

Well, well what do we have here?  Why, it's a pile of powdery dirt that I can sit in the middle of.  

His clean jeans are now filthy, but don't worry, he had already sat in dog poop at some point on this walk.  This is why I refused to carry him and he was lying on the sidewalk.