I went to my folks house one day last week to visit and get some more rocks for landscaping (did I mention that my parents "grow" rocks). I took the walker, which he has just recently figured out how move himself forward in. He had a blast, as seen here. Each time he got to the bottom of the driveway he would immediately look back for Peepaw, who would pick him up, walker and all, and take him back to the top of the hill.
Seen here from the back, he gets some serious momentum. All was well and good until Meemaw noticed he had worn holes in his socks. He wasn't pleased when we had to stop.
We'll be wearing shoes from now on!