…time to document another chapter in our shared story. Eleven months was three months ago – just over one fifth of his life has passed since then (and as I type that, I can’t help but think that just over one fifth of my life ago was around my 40th birthday…a decade plus. pre-internet time for me…and definitely pre-blog 🙂
So much has changed since August. When he’s up, he’s walking ALL the time. unless he’s sitting to hear a story. or eat. Today was a big day – no more high chair, he’s sitting at the table.
|yes, I need a good table mat … today’s improvisation was wrapping paper with painter’s tape!|
I made him french toast (which I thought of as scrambled eggs and toast) for breakfast. He really did love it. Other favorite foods from today’s menu included clementine, apple, yogurt, cheese, cucumber (!), cheese crackers, gelato, cheerios. Broccoli and turkey meatballs … not so much.
After breakfast, we opened up the toy box. He loves to dump it all out and then sort through to find what he wants. Legos and books have been favorites for a few weeks; today he also enjoyed the blocks. There are about 20 books in the box. I think we read all of them at least once today. (except Dr Seuss’ ABCs…we haven’t read that one lately- not that I’m complaining…but I might need to revisit it next week).
All that activity means it’s really hard to capture a close-up. unless he’s asleep. Not gonna lie, by the time the morning is over, I’m ready for nap time. Today it started just before noon. After one reading of Where the Wild Things Are.
|knitting. tea. my chair.|
which is right next to the HUGE Christmas tree … Charlie had great fun exploring the ornaments. and the lights. (we’re gonna have “fun” with our trees this year!).
After that, he submitted to the stroller and we went to Whole Foods. He had fun flirting with the ladies shopping…and then we shared a vanilla gelato.
Home…and Holly was ready to walk. So was Charlie. Sadly, Charlie’s legs ran out way before Holly was anywhere close to being done. My fitbit clearly has NO IDEA what it’s like to look after a 14 month old and a dog. all day. 35 active minutes? yeah. no idea.
Then we played. read the same books a few more times. put the toys away (this is a new game and I’m hoping he likes it next week, too)… and then his mama came to take him home.
…I finished cleaning up, poured a glass of wine, and sat down to write this post.
I’m reminded yet again how wonderful this space is – to connect, to share, to document, to simply be – thank you for sharing it with me.