Underestimation

Well, can anyone really blame me for being nervous that Asa wanted to take Kitty for a stroll in the park?  Last time it happened... well, it didn't really end all that well.  And it's only been two months.  Apparently, a lot can happen in two months.

This is about where I began to prep my "I told you so" speech to M., who hadn't been with us the last time we'd tried walking with the doll stroller.  Fortunately, I didn't actually open my mouth.

Off-roading is still not easy, but Asa is very determined.

Of course, there were moments like this:

But they were actually few and far between.  

Even when we got to the playground, Kitty was well-taken-care-of, while Mummy was left watching the stroller.

Kitty's first solo slide.

Swings and cuddles.

Taking kitty to make friends at the gazebo.

And then Asa carefully wheeled his Kitty almost all the way home - he made it until we had to cross the street, and then it was easier to carry them both.  But it was a fun time all around... and one of those rare times when I've been glad to eat my words.  Although I must say, it was also one of those moments where I watched my big boy, and wondered at how fast he's growing up...