Advanced?

People are always telling us that James is "advanced." He's our only kid so we have no frame of reference for that kind of thing, but whenever somebody says that, I think of moments like these.

Here is James out for a walk with us on a nice 90 degree Saturday. He chose up to his knees -no air circulation - better for a rainy day frog boots and then proceeded to SIT on every boot scraper we passed in Old Town. He called them his "little chairs." He would wedge himself into them and sit like he was the king of Old Town.

THEN he walked to the curb like a crab for ten minutes.

Yeah, we're not calling MENSA anytime soon.