2 weekends in a row. The first was a trip to our old buddy Laurel, where Larkin visited with the ducks.
When LaLa tried to get him to feed the ducks, he decided to feed himself, instead.
Eventually he realized feeding the ducks included doing one of his favorite new things: throwing.
So he was super proud of himself.
Most of the time he is a happy boy as long as we let him roam the boat and play with buckles.
But a full day is a long time on a boat for a little boy, so eventually there is a fit.
Or 2. He's not a fan of swimming in the life jacket.
We rely on paci to calm him down, but he still doesn't want to sit still.
After taking a turn in everyone's lap, he will finally pass out. And we can drive around skiing at 50 mph and he just sleeps it off.
Then he wakes up and is ready to do it all over again.
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