On a nice November day, Sam and I went disc golfing in a really neat course nearby. We kept losing the frisbees in the leaves and Ked's pacifier on the course, but we found them every time eventually. It was amazing to me how comfortable Ked was with his head bobbing up and down as Sam ran around on the course. I did finally have to tell Sam to hold Ked's head when he threw the long distances, though. I was afraid Ked would get whiplash.
Ked asleep snuggled up against Dad.
Ked chewing on the frontpack.
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Well, I see you solved the "chewing" problem with the green towel.
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