Comedy Routine

Today I took the boys to Congaree National Park for a short 2.4 mile hike on the boardwalk loop through the swamp. I took the boys' two-seater red wagon along, assuming neither child would want to walk the whole 2.4 miles. While Milo alternated between walking and riding for most of our time on the boardwalk, I kept Calder seated in the wagon until we were .7 miles from the visitor center and the end of our walk. I was a little worried that he would try to climb (or fall, depending on the height of the particular stretch of boardwalk) off the boardwalk and into the swamp, but I needn't have worried. At the .7 miles left marker, I let him out of the wagon and he and Milo proceeded to push and pull the wagon, respectively. The faster that Milo pulled the wagon, the faster that Calder pushed the wagon. I've never seen Calder's little legs move so fast. This continued all the way to the visitor's center. Whenever Milo stopped to, in his words, "look at the trees, Mommy," Calder would screech and push the wagon forward, so as to say, "Milo keep moving, you total slacker!!!" Milo stopped about 4 or so times during those .7 miles, each time to "look at the trees," but I think his sly little smile gave him away. Those two certainly are learning how to push each other's buttons.