Life is no longer easy peasy. A certain little baby toddler is officially walking! Which means…he is EVERYWHERE! Which means…he does not want to sit in one place. Ever. Which means…I am tired. Really tired.
We play chase chase chase, all day long. I forgot how fun that phase is. Not.
He is oh-so proud of his little self. He usually stops and claps after he takes a few steps and then moves on.
He’s not like his brother. His brother was cautious.
Bents has no fear. He just goes for it! Sometimes falling head first into *insert hard object here* (coffee table, floor, wall, etc.).
I am pretty sure at Thanksgiving he had at LEAST FIVE bruises on his head. I looked like mom of the year.
He’s unstoppable. And I imagine there will be MANY more bruises in his future.