A Common Occurance

Not necessarily the outfit being common, but more so the position. Our Boy loves being outside so much, and often stands at the door rattling the knob and asking in his own language to go out. This morning at 8:15, with dew still on the ground and he in his pajamas, he took my hand and systematically led me to each door, asking with those pleading eyes to be let out (as if a different door would warrant a different answer!)