And she’s off!July 22, 2008 at 8:37 pm | Posted in little bug | 3 Comments
Tags: baby's first steps
July 18, 2008 — Practicing with Daddy this past weekend for today’s big event. Note, in addition to the lack of clothes (it was very, very hot in NJ, even at 7 a.m.), her “walking sneaks,” courtesy of her Mimi from the previous day’s trip to the shoe store in Summit.
Truth is, I actually miss writing on my blog even with a scheduled hiatus. Am writing today mostly to mark a milestone for eternity in the ether: Little Buggy walked today for REAL. She has been taking a few steps between chairs and counters, or walking from a few steps away towards you, with prompts (and lots of applause and exclamation at the end!) for a few weeks. Since we’ve been down in New Jersey, however, she’s had a lot more room to walk, both around the house and outdoors on the patio, where there are lots of fun things to explore like flower pots, bushes, ants, and even a fountain. She had gotten to the point this weekend where she actually wasn’t crawling anymore, but she’d come over to you and literally grab your hand so she could hold on to a finger while walking around. But today she did it on her own.
We weren’t prompting or praising — it was like she was testing it out on her own while she thought we weren’t noticing (as if). Taking a few sneaky steps around the TV room, and then all the way across it. Later in the day, there she was: just walking across the patio. And then she realized what she was doing. And she did it again. And again. Over to the flower pots. Over to the front steps. The patio table. The fountain. Back to the flowers. And then, fortunately, again for Henry’s video camera. Am kind of heartbroken that Tim isn’t here to see it — although he has seen many of the preliminary steps and attempts. She’ll be running by the time he arrives on Friday!
Will post a picture tomorrow. Once Henry broke out the camera, my mom came and got me out of study mode so that I could be in the video. “Ew, not looking like this!” I protested (i.e., greasy, blemish-y, bloat-y, overcaffeinated). But as she pointed out, I can always remember that Little Buggy walked during that summer I was back in New Jersey studying for the bar, and someday I’ll laugh at my appearance. But, more likely, I will be much more focused on the day my little baby became a toddler.