Walking...

So you know the oldest has been walking; more at home than anything where he is completely comfortable etc. Lately he has been branching out and getting braver. Doing it other places (daycare etc). This week it has all come together. He is walking well and in the past day or two, has become fairly proficient. Today was such fun watching him. He no longer wants to be "in" anything, not the playpen where he can safely play and walk around, not a excersaucer, nothing. He now doesn't even want his brother to pick him up and put him anywhere (ie redirect him from getting hurt). Oh he gets mad. I think I have another independent boy on my hands. I wouldn't want it any other way; whatever he will be, he will just be. And that to me, is perfectly how it should be.

He moves around fairly quickly now and we have made a safe zone for him in the living room. He doesnt' seem to mind being boxed in (yet) and he gets to be independent. I know that he is keeping up with his big brother and that probably has a lot to do with his endeavoring to walk so soon. He really showed signs of interest in walking at nine months and it grew from there, walking with our help etc and now he's literally off and running. It all happened so fast and now I sit and watch him and smile.

Walking. Then talking. Then it all begins to whiz by; no? This is a time to cherish. I will do that. You know I will.