i went for a walk with my fifteen month old son - our first without a stroller - and he held my hand the whole time. i felt pretty loved. we got to the corner where a particularly noisy dog lives behind a low picket fence. the dog was no where to be seen, but my son walked up to the fence, stuck his face between the planks and yelled "taco." the dog's name is "tucker." i guess he got pretty darn close.
