The Wee Lad is growing up. He decided he was done nursing. I was not. He resisted all my attempts to start up again and I was finally resigned to being done too.
He is walking. And surprisingly confident on his feet. Yet another level of Wesley proofing the apartment is needed.
He loves sticks. We have quite a collection outside our door and more are gathered on each walk.
Ten months!
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