Move your legs...part two.

We went through more no-walking shenanigans on Sunday after church. I swear, he walks fine when I'm not in sight, but when I'm there he has to be picked up. So I tried walking to the car and waiting for him when he was with Quinn. He actually laid down on the sidewalk, refusing to move. Quinn threatened and delivered a spanking. Calvin cried. Then finally he let us lead him by the hand to the car. It took a half hour to walk 200 yards.