Wobbling forward
Sam took more than just one or two steps toward me when I got home tonight. He’s still wobbly on his feet, but the walking is near . . .
Sam took more than just one or two steps toward me when I got home tonight. He’s still wobbly on his feet, but the walking is near . . .
Hazel and I were playing Dr. Seuss’ I Can Do That boardgame this afternoon and it occurred to me as I had to wiggle under the thinga-ma-stick with a styrofoam cake under my right arm – that the month of January was almost over and Aline hadn’t yet baked a …
Sam officially upgraded to a forward-facing car seat today. He had a big grin on his face as I strapped him in. Later at bath time, he immensely enjoyed pouring water on my head over and over again.