Mail Trail

So, we're off to the mail box again. This time, Parker gave up on the trike, which was a bit hard to ride back up hill -- even with me and Frankie towing him uphill. So now Piper and I just had to keep up with big brother who pretty much wanted to run the entire way to the mailbox.

Lucky for Frankie, Parker wore his mittens, which means he can play fetch with the pooch without the chucker and NOT get slobber all over his hands.

On the way back, Parker then decided to give up and lay down in the middle of the road and refuse to get up. Yeah, we were now stalled with home just a few minutes away. Time for mom to play hard ball and start up the hill to the house without her little man.

As you can probably guess, he then freaked out because I started up the hill without him.

Sure I felt bad, especially with him working the most pitiful expression. Of course, not so guilty that I didn't whip out the camera and take a few shots of him frowning.