Did you know that my baby girl is walking? And not just that awkward goose-stepping with her hands wrapped tightly around our fingers. No, I’m talking about full-blown, chasing her through stores kind of walking. Her little waddle now takes her on circuits around the house to pull out every puzzle, book, pot, pan, and trinket she can lay her hands on.

It all started back at the end of September. During a visit to one of my sisters’ home I casually slipped my fingers out of Kayleigh’s grip while walking her to Mommy. Unbeknown to her, she finished the trek on her own. And thus we started up a game getting her to walk back and forth between us. This went on for a week or two until she discovered her adventurous side and took detours at the couch or TV or anything that seems more interesting than her folks. Nowadays there is no need for a game as she shoves her way out of our arms with a battle cry of “Walkeee!”

These changes can really so fast. And that would be why I failed to keep track of these events here. But enjoying them first hand turned out to be far more important to me. Thankfully The Woman has kept track of most of these in ye olde analog blog – sometimes referred to as a journal or diary. Sometimes the old fashion way just plain works.

Oh well, now that she’s walking, talking, eating solids, playing peekaboo, self-aware, etc. the next big change shouldn’t be for another 10 or 12 years, right?