Ben is such a good sport. (Except when he's gorging himself on old piles of seed for Austin's work and giving himself a bad tummy ache, and giving us BIG messes.) But otherwise, Ben really is a good sport. He lets Tucker walk him, and he doesn't pull on the leash with Tucker. With me, he may go after a good smell with some gusto, but he is really gentle with Tucker. In fact, sometimes Ben listens better than Tucker does, and so if they are going astray I can call Ben and Tucker will come along behind him with the leash. All in all, boy walking dog is pretty cute.
In other activities, we went to a little parade on Saturday. It was truly a tiny parade, but Tucker was absolutely delighted. He got a pencil and a few lollipops (all but one of which we promptly hid), and has been talking about it ever since. There were kids on bikes, a marching band, a fire truck... and that's about it.
Here's a random pic from the other weekend of Tucker serving Austin tea while Austin was trying to nap. He also likes to pick flowers and give them to us--the other day he picked flowers and brought them upstairs and put one on each of our pillows. Awwwww.
