Friday Afternoon in the Park

One of the most amazing things about living on "the East Coast" (as I still call it, though Toronto is far from any coast) is the annual explosion of spring. Each year there is a week of time when all of Mother Nature erupts in blossoms, leafs, and flowers. Everything natural starts humming with life. This happened this past week in Toronto.

Yesterday, I took Amado out for our "often-as-possible" trip to High Park, which is across the street from out house. I found a nice spot where the shade and the grass were just right for practicing his walking. When given the space, he's easily doing 30-40 steps in a row before stumbling. And he's very happy about it.

Now he's even toting his sippy cup along in case he gets thirsty during the hike.

Here's a picture taken with the Treo. It's low-quality, but that smile isn't.