Lewis got to visit his friend, Corrie, yesterday. Here are a few pics:

Lewis: Smile, Corrie!
Corrie: Huh?

Corrie: Yay, a visitor! I love people!
Lewis: Maybe girls aren't so bad after all.

Corrie: You're so muscular! Have you been working out?
Lewis: Why is she touching my leg?

Corrie: Do you want to taste my finger?
Lewis: Hmmm..........that's not bad!

Lewis: Give that back! It's attached for a reason.
Corrie: Look, mom! A boy on a leash!