On Friday Guthrie got his flu booster shot. While the nurse wiped his little leg with an alcohol swab, I braced myself for the inevitable crying (both Guthrie AND me). I heard a little, "Eh" and then the nurse said, "All done!" I couldn't believe it. Guthrie was smiling at me as I snapped his pants back on- what a big brave boy. Yesterday (and today too) was beautiful here in Charlotte, so we decided to take a little hike. We squished Guthrie into a back carrier for the first time and he really seemed to like it. He kept letting out little squeaky laughs the whole way and especially liked when I bounced him up and down. Guthrie also loves to eat the wind, so there was plenty of that happening. Dad, you're so fun!