Payson likes to think that with his birthday just around the corner he’s suddenly a big kid.
“Oh no, I’ve got this guys, I’ve totally mastered this walking thing so I’ll be on my way..”
“I’m going down to the nail salon, mom, be back in half an hour.”
“If I don’t make eye contact, mom will never know I’m here.”
And the treasure of the entire roaming experience? A delicate little flower that Payson spent quite some time holding softly and admiring.
Aww, my little sensitive guy.
Or maybe not so sensitive, maybe just hungry. That’d be my guess based on the fact that he ate the thing a second after I snapped this next shot.
“If it wasn’t meant for eating, why’d it look so dang tasty??”
“And what’s this?! An entire BOWL full of flowers!”
“Maybe I can grab one when mom turns around.”