Sequence of Events

Yesterday morning Zachariah and I were playing in the living room, when all of a sudden he crawled to the window and started yelling at the squirrels in our yard. (Which I swear, if I had a gun, I would shoot every single one of those things. But that's a totally different post.) I said, "Do you see the squirrels outside?" To which he responds by squealing and crawling as fast as he can to the front door. Which prompted the following sequence of events:

(As usual, click any picture to enlarge)

Crawling to the door.

Trying to act cute enough to get me to open the door.

Realizing the cuteness is not working, he
moves to Plan B... trying to do it himself.

Pouting, because Plan B failed... miserably.

Accepting defeat.

Ah... the life of a one year old. :)