It is becoming increasingly difficult to go running with Timmy. It's fortunate that this is the last week of it. It was pretty chilly for running this morning- probably around 50 or so. I bundled Tim up in a blanket and off we went. About a quarter mile down the road, he started pulling off his socks. Eventually, he got them off and started complaining (presumably because his feet were cold). So I stopped and put his socks back on. Then he took them off again. This continued every quarter-mile or so for the entire 4-mile run.
The picture today is of Timmy and the dreaded tag. While feeding Tim, sometimes he gets bored of the food and starts to squirm around. Without fail, he'll eventually twist around and catch sight of the tag in the corner of his eye. From then on, it's a constant battle to keep his attention on the food and not on his quest to pull the tag off the high chair and put it in his mouth.
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