We don’t have a yard, but we do have this playground at the end of the street. Ivan knows when we walk down the street where we’re going and starts grunting and babbling. Then if we take him to the big open field, the biggest open space he’s ever been, he sits still and doesn’t know what to do. Usually he just looks at the kids playing basketball or the people walking and playing with their dogs and points. I love the urban experience this little guy is growing up in.
