My girl. She’s so sweet. Today she told me that she wouldn’t be happy if I died. I touched her face and told her I’d do my best not to for a very long time. She looked up with a serious face and said “Well, you’d better stay away from dinosaurs then.”
Thanks for the advice, baby girl, I don’t know if I would have thought of that myself.
And Elias is taking more steps daily. He’s such a funny boy. I’d predicted that he’d be my earliest walker as he was showing signs that that would be the case since he was about 6 months old are so. I was wrong. Here is at 15 months and I still don’t consider him a walker. But he’s a wicked fast crawler. Shoo boy! When I stand him up that boy gets that mischievous grin of his on and falls to his knees and takes off like a shot. Who needs to totter along when you can rocket even if it is low to the ground?
Still, I catch him practicing when no one is looking. Lately he’s learned that he can walk with Zion’s baby doll stroller. He wouldn’t do it if I asked him to but as he’s discovered it himself and he doesn’t notice me watching I’ve been catching him at it more and more. And I couldn’t be happier that he’s getting so close. Not because I’m anxious about whether or not he’s walking but my back needs a break! That kid is getting HEAVY!