for a walk about the neighborhood 5/1/12

If you're Parker and you're packing for an evening walk, you bring...your bare feet, your red, Hawaiian punch-stained shirt, your older brother's new Lightning McQueen toothbrush that you found still laying in the seat next to you from his appointment two weeks ago, a tube of your mom's lipgloss to sit on for a little extra lift in your seat,

and a whole lotta snacks.

The past few days he's been a "junk" food junkie.  He's been fighting a stomach bug since Friday, so it's been a give-him-whatever-he'll-eat-and-actually-digest seventy-two hours plus.  Good thing is he put away an entire pecan twirl at breakfast this morning (even the not-so-soft outer ring), so I think he's on the mend.

And we're really REALLY glad.