Charlie Walks!

Charlie Barlie took his first set of independent steps last night, Christmas Eve. I hadn't been particularly looking forward to this milestone (a literal step away from babyhood) especially compared to Mark, who'd been excitedly egging him on. Yet when it happend my heart leaped: He walked! He took four whole wobbly steps! And they were just for me. (Well, to me, but still.)
We could only get him to repeat about one and a half steps after I called Mark into the room, but he walked from Mark to me again this morning, and lots more at Grandma Dame's house Christmas Day.

That our children are happy, healthy and continuing to develop is the best gift we could ask for. Turns out you can't help but cheer them on as they grow, and try to enjoy each day as it comes.