When we go to a park, we take over. Literally.
The other day we filled up the swing set with Kerpers. Phil introduced them to the concept of the Underdog - I'm still trying to convince myself that it's not possible for them to flip over the top bar.
Our toothless wonder is the happiest he can be when he's in a swing. On a separate note - that top tooth is finally popping through, so hopefully he'll soon stop looking like he was in a hockey fight.
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