When Jacoby and I walk home along the Harborwalk, he rides in his stroller or his carrier to a certain point. When he gets a certain distance away from home, he decides he wants to start walking.
He walks with purpose when he walks, too.
And he doesn’t let anything stop him.
For some reason, this empty packet of chips stopped him in his tracks.
“Some reason” being that Jake likes potato chips and probably wanted a snack…