Cousins

Tuesday morning, that other little guy appeared at our house.

Meet Logan.

Levi's cousin.

They played, they giggled, they tortured the poor dog, they took naps, we went for a walk to the park and played, and they ate hot dogs, mac n cheese, and carrots for lunch.

I'm pretty sure these two are going to be big time trouble makers when they get older, and, I have a feeling Levi will be leading the way. Logan's pretty easy going, and then there's Levi, he thrives on adventure.

We walked down to the park. Logan in the wagon, Levi in the stroller. Everything went smoothly. (Logan sat quietly hanging onto the sides the whole way down) On the way back, I thought we'd try Levi in the wagon. I kept looking back at him, because I didn't know what he'd do.

I looked back.
Levi was hanging on with both hands

I looked back
Levi was hanging on with one hand

I looked back
Levi had his hands up in the air

I looked back
Levi was leaning, looking over the side of the wagon

I looked back
Levi was STANDING UP, holding on to the side and leaning over the side of the wagon...

He was ousted from the wagon ride.