Come on.
I am ready TO GO!
You are on the move, officially crawling. You've got everything in synch and moving right along. There is no holding you back. I think you'll be walking sooner than I'd like or even sooner than I think, probably. You see nothing wrong with letting go of the furniture or my hand to move right along. I suppose a few crashes and head konkers would help tame you a little but I am still catching you, when I'm quick enough.
You're back to kisses this week. We haven't heard them for a while. You also wave to every person we pass. Yesterday in the waiting room at the doctor's office you were the welcoming committee, smiling and grinning at everyone who walked through the door. Evidently you were cheesing it up in the back seat in the parking lot too because I had a group of women huddled around the car carrying on as they peered through the window. Oh my. I cannot wait to see how all of this flirting manifests itself over the next 15 years.
You're carrying on "conversations" now too. It is clearly evident that your vocalaztions are in response to ours. This pleases The Daddy to no end. He's crazy about his boy.
We visited another preschool today. It's four blocks from our house, which is nice. You loved being with the "big kids." I set you down on the floor and they pounced on you, huddled over you to check you out. You smiled and waved and crawled from under their scrutiny and they followed you around. I know you'll have a hard time leaving me when it's time for school, but I also know that you're ready to be with other kids and other people. There is so much out there for you. It is so exciting watching you discover it.











