Yesterday I was at the Morton Arboretum with Charlie and friends, and discovered something about having adventures with a one-handed child. Although it wasn't until reflecting on it later that I realized what had been happening. Most parents of kids this age hang on to the kid by grabbing a hand or wrist, while the kid uses the other hand to explore, pick up sticks, splash in fountains, etc. But with Charlie, when I would grab his hand to keep him from toppling into ponds and/or running off, he would no longer have the option of touching anything. He was pretty frustrated, and I had to relocate him to an area of the park less full of attractive hazards. Putting him in the hedge maze and letting him run without holding him worked out fine, but he would have had more fun by the pond if I could have hung onto him while he splashed.
So I'll be buying one of those harness leash things...oh, am I gonna get some dirty looks from drive-by mommies!