Mowing the sidewalk ...

Yesterday was gorgeous.  GOR-Geass.  I was very adamant about wanting to be outside for at least some time before nap time.  Max was very adamant about wanting to take his mower with him, so ... he mowed the sidewalk.  We live in a town home community, very little sidewalk.  People do not obey the 25 MPH or one-way roads.  There was me with a baby in a stroller, an unruly dog, and a toddler who did not want to stay in the road's edge to get to said sidewalk so he could mow the sidewalk.  But I am super patient mum and off we went.  He mowed the sidewalk for the small strip that was in existence.  Once we got to the end of the sidewalk, he took off in the grass.  Time to catch a toddler.  One small tantrum later, I had to convince this very toddler to mow the same sidewalk ... so he put his mower in the grass and tried to mow the grass.  This was much harder, so he put his mower back on the sidewalk and back we went.
Needless to say, Charlie was very amused with his big brother.

Mowing the sidewalk

Mowing the grass

Bored with mowing.  Pushing little brother.

Entertained little brother.

Once we got inside, it started to rain.

Happy New Year!

January 2nd, 2012