I posted a little bit ago that Tristan was walking... and it's more than official than the official announcement. That baby doesn't crawl much anymore. I love seeing him walk, his little wobbly steps that went from a zombie walk, then to walking with only one foot forward, and now to a full blown baby waddle where he tries so hard to run. It breaks my heart to see him suddenly grow up so fast. Lately he has seemed to suddenly turn into a little person and not so much a baby. Tonight he grabbed his bottle, brought it to Jeff and practically threw it at him. Then he whined. Since I was in the kitchen, Jeff tossed me the bottle and I started to fill it up. Seeing his bottle disappear was not what he was hoping would happen. Tristan was almost running into the kitchen whimpering about the whereabouts of his bottle, until he saw me shaking it and lit up like a Christmas tree. I, on the other hand, seeing this tiny little baby, standing, staring up at me with a big old smile just made me melt and wanna cry. When did he get so big?? How could he do this to me??? We're going to have to have another baby, I guess. Then it would be a little easier to let him grow up. What else do you do? Get a puppy?
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Chunky's on good behavior because it's only ONE baby. Another puppy? Naw, you're pushin' him.
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