One Small Step

One small step, one little moment of bravery, has turned into walking and Ava is so proud of herself.  It's been fun to watch her, to see a glimpse of her personality in this business of learning to walk.  A month or so ago, she took her first official "steps", stringing together 3 steps in a row.  We (Macy & I) made a big deal of it & she promptly sat down & threw a fit & we didn't see her walk again!  Then, when it was her own idea (at 15+ months old), she decided to try again...and this weekend she really practiced.  It's now something she has to prove to herself & she works on it when she's not in a hurry or a pout.  

She hasn't learned to bend her knees well...it's rather haphazard when she takes off, somewhat like an old west cowboy caricature.  

And then there's the faces...the many faces of a toddler (wow, my baby is a toddler).  I love it when they learn to say "giggle, giggle, giggle"...she says it a lot.

If my baby is a toddler, it's probably about time to say good-bye to these.  Pacifiers, if you use them, are a love-hate relationship.  Oh, how they calm, they soothe, they help YOU sleep (or make it through church)...but then they get spit out, or when babies get older they get tossed and lost.

Jack & I went on a paci hunt today...moved the crib & dug out all the tossed paci's we could find.  There were a few.

And, totally unrelated, but the RANGERS are playing tonight and are so close to making it to the "big game"...we are not baseball fans, but we are Rangers fans and we are jazzed!