I use quotes around the word 'finally' because I think sometimes as mothers we think things are supposed to happen at a certain time with our babes. For example, like the crazy mama I am, I felt that because Cormac walked at ten and a half months that she would be the same. Or at least at one year. Wrong. I even took her to an orthopedic specialist (this was actually recommended by her pediatrician so I am not completely bananas) to have her feet looked at. Complete waste of money.
Little Fin just had her own ideas about when she would abandon her super-fast crawl (which she actually still does quite a bit) for the adorable, wobbly toddler walk.
Right now we are visiting my parents in Minnesota and she has been practicing her walk quite a bit. Oh, and jumping on beds. Even running some! (And falling. A lot.)
I honestly could watch her walk all day.
That is all I have for now -- we are enjoying the 'farm' and fresh air and seeing friends and just doing a lot of relaxing. It is perfect.
Oh, and we are covered in gnat bites. We love you, Minnesota.
