Park.

Today was cold, but very nice, so we went to the park. He'd just about mastered the equipment last fall, so I went thinking he could do most of it himself now. When we showed up, lo and behold... a brand new play structure!

At first, he was unsure about this new thing. There were, after all, holes in the floor. And it seemed pretty high up.

He was very suspicious that somebody may be watching him. He shouted "NO NO" to a few squirrels.

Look right.

Look left!

I actually thought that we were going to have to leave because he seemed terrified.

I asked him if he wanted to go home, but he shook his head "no" before climbing up and running away from me. Anything to avoid going back to crummy, boring home.

When he realized his extreme feats of strength, he decided he wasn't afraid anymore. Snotty, but not afraid.

He climbed over the tallest of arched bridges.

He carefully, one by one, made it down the steepest of steps.

He raced down the narrowest of footbridges!

What a fine day to be victorious.

Victory. Can't you smell it?