Carpet

I grew up in a house with carpet. There are good things about carpet. It's warmer and more cooshie under foot. However, there were times a child I wished we didn't have carpet. An example would be when I was sitting on a comforter, wishing someone could pull me across the room. That thought crossed my mind shortly after putting Phin into the laundry basket. See, first I saw the baby and then the basket and thought it looked like a good fit. Phin sat inside, relaxing and then the thought came to me. I grabbed up the front of the laundry basket and took him for a stroll around the wooden floored living room. Probably, I was more excited by the ride than he was. I doubt he'll even remember ever doing it. What he may remember though, is losing his balance and falling out of it sideways. Being 1 is hard!

In the yard with Maggie: