Ugh.

Well I guess my baby couldn’t stay a baby forever.  I think he’s officially toddling.  

I have mixed emotions.  On one hand, I’m proud (and glad) that he is progressing normally.  He gets so excited when he does it, so that makes me happy too.  But it also means that he’s growing up faster than I’d like.  Some lady in Whole Foods one day told me (when I was lamenting him growing up too fast) that every stage would be my favorite.  So far she’s been right, but I still don’t have to like leaving the last one behind.  

Like everything else, he is awesome at it.  It’s pretty clear that he walks better than any other toddler, ever.  As a compromise, he does still let me hold him, so that’s good.  I can also still beat him in a footrace, which is important.  I do, however, need to start planning for when he can outrun me.  I’m sure he will get into a lot more stuff now, but luckily I’m not the stay-at-home mom.  But you should all say a prayer for Christy.  She will need it.