Sometimes they take place in the great indoors.
On this particular day we were waiting our turn to have the child carrier fitted to Tate. It just didn't seem right that he could launch himself like a firecracker out of the seat. Turns out our suspicion was correct.
But while we waited, Tate found a way to pass the time:
It's almost like the camping furniture was scaled to someone his size:
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