Cheetoh Pulls the Fire Wood

He no longer wants to be called Jaguar. He is a Cheetoh. No, not a Cheetos, like the chips, but a male cheetah. Notice his mixture of Spanish and English =)

Anyways, last week we met up with a friend at the park so the children could play together.

They found a broken branch and they were playing with it, showing us how strong they are. As we are walking back home, Arden starts to drag the branch home.

"That's a big branch. Why do you want to take it home?"

"To make fire wood."

"We have lots of fire wood at home."

"Paka and daddy need it. They'll like it. "

"How are you going to take this home? We don't have a car, and it doesn't fit in the stroller."

"You can carry it."

"I don't think so. I have to push the stroller. Why don't you leave it here?"

"I'll carry it."

"All the way home?"

"Yes."

And so he did. He carried it for about 4 1/2 blocks, across a busy street, until we got home. There were no complaints from him and he even kept up with my pace...well, I did slow down for him.

He never ceases to surprise me.