10 months and 3 Steps

I am proud, fasinated, in awe and afraid! My 10 month old son has taken his FIRST STEPS. It is hard to believe, but true. Our little man, who has been pushing himself up to a standing position for the last month (first time was Monday June 23rd - while Grandma Tori was here it witness it) has figured out he can step forward.

Dad was the first to notice it on July 4th while we were celebrating at the Fluitt's house. The story goes that Trev was looking up a ball, not paying much attention to his feet and then took a step to get closer.

confession: I didn't really believe it.

Then just one week later, again at the Fluitt's, he did it again, but this time he took 3 steps. HE was propelled forward by the desire to eat the hummus on my carrot. He LOVES hummus (but I am pretty sure he is allergic to it or something in it - evidenced by the red raised papules on his face this morning after consuming it.)

Tonight we finally caught it on camera. He took at least 3 steps to get to me. Though these pictures only show him standing still and then one step, you'll have to trust me that there were many.

Way to Go Little Buddy!

I thought it would be the BOY

We just returned from our first official Urgent Care visit for a laceration repair. In other words, we had to go get Bella's split chin put back together. Now the good news, no stitches, they just durabonded it. So much easier to hold her still for a little glue stick than sutures. The bad news, I thought I had a few more years before this started happening. You see it was always the BOYS in our family who got themselves cut open, not the girls. I couldn't believe it. How did it happen?

She had just started her swim lesson and was actually excited about it. Usually she protest, pouts and tells us she doesn't want to swim because it is scary and she is too little to swim. But today she wanted to be in the water. So much so that she was being "silly." And in her silliness as she was holding the side of the pool bouncing up and down until her chin came down on the gutter. And that was the end of swim lesson for today, and the next week until the wound heals.

I had flashbacks of my cousin Nathan splitting his chin in our pool when we were kids. My poor Aunt Eileen had to pile all 5 kids int he car to take him to get sutures.

Thanks goodness Grandma Tippy had come by the pool to say hello. I was more than able to handle the blood and react calmly to the injury, however I don't know if I could have carried Bella to the car while holding pressure on her chin and pushed Trev in the stroller all at once. I might be SuperMom, but I am not an octopus.

The wound itself is no more than 2cm wide, 1/2cm deep, but there is a bandaid the size of Texas over it. That is a good thing because bandaids-make-everything-better.

Tonight she is in bed! I'll get a picture of it tomorrow and post it for you.