Walking

Ok. So I've been seriously slacking on the blogging part of my life. With the onset of a new school year, a four-day Dave Matthew's concert camping trip, a series of baby showers, and, not to mention a first birthday to plan, blogging didn't even cross my mind. But now that I am able to sit down and think about it, a lot has happened in the month since my last post. The most important being that Connor turned one, and he is a walking fool (seriously, sometimes he looks like a drunk fool!).

It began just days before Brian and I went to the Gorge for a few days. It started out as a timid scoot, keeping one leg firmly planted while the other scooted him in a circle. Two or three small steps followed. Now, only weeks later, he is practically running around the house, gaining more confidence with every step. He even carries various toys in his hands, and can pivot quickly and change directions---especially when he knows I'm after him to change a diaper or wipe his nose.

He is incredibly proud of himself---as you can see...