For as long as we can remember, Finn has never asked to be carried. He is such an independent young explorer and being carried cramped his style. Even when he was first learning to walk. So, it has come as a surprise that lately he is asking to be carried when we are out on walks. Maybe it is because Poppie is being carried and he wants that connection with us. Or maybe his growth spurt is painful (I remember growing pains as clear as yesterday and I would rather endure natural childbirth than go through those bone-aching pains again). Either way, we have been indulging his need to be carried in sometimes creative ways...
A backpack (not) built for two. |
Daddy is an ox |
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