As the temperature climbs steadily here in good ol' Louisiana (and the size of my belly increases) Caleb and I make fewer and fewer trips outside of our air conditioned home. One outing we strive to preserve, however, is to the mailbox each day (which is only at the end of our driveway but it's about as far as I'm willing to go before a glass of ice-water and elevated foot position is required). He likes to gear up with his sunglasses and then push his mail car down the driveway.
Once the mail is retrieved, he climbs in the car and "drives" back to the garage.
Who wouldn't love to have their mail delivered by this handsome guy?
On occasion, after the mail is unloaded he zips back down the driveway for a stroll. He might be small, but he can get his legs a movin'. Here is Speedy Gonzales in action.