Fashionably dressed for my evening walk.

When dad asked me what I wanted to wear for our walk, I chose this fantastic hand-knit bear sweater. Ara, my Mom's good friend, made it for me, and the craftsmanship is unparalleled.

I don't wear fleece. It is so 1990. Everyone else in our neighborhood thinks fleece is still cool. I know different.










Sometimes Dad likes to drive the stroller fast.
Which can be scary.












But most of the time we just cruise, and I get to look out the window at all of the interesting things around me.



Lulu defends us from 100 pound dogs. Good thing we have her.













Sometimes dad tells jokes which I think are funny. Mom doesn't always agree.













Then we come home.

I love walks!