The past month or so has seen my boy take his first tentative steps. It started with him holding both my hands and standing for a few seconds before his legs buckled, then it progressed to walking with both my hands/his baby walker without falling over. Then he let go of one hand and walked although I quickly realised he couldn't walk without waving his free hand about like he was trying to flag down a passing plane.
Last week I let go of both of his hands and he took two or three steps to me before falling on his arse. But today, oooo, I went to pick him up from his granny's and not only did he start barking "DA DA!" when he saw me coming, but I put him on his feet and he walked across the livingroom to me! Oh god was it a brilliant feeling :)
It's funny, I still remember him being a tiny, hungry baby who could fit along my forearm and now he's walking about.. well.. toddling about but let's not argue semantics. So now comes the part where I have to nail everything down and put all my action figures, ornaments, etc up higher. Also, he's developed a fascination for opening and closing drawers which sees me finally embrace the "parental panic" part of being a parent.
Wednesday, 30 July 2008
Mobile and on a mission
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Labels: parental panic, toddler, walking
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My daughter just started walking on her own two days ago! What a feeling, hey?!
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Nice one! It is really cool although I may need to staple mattresses to the walls now ;)
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