Really Almost There

Hi everyone! I am SO close to walking all on my own! When I try to walk from Mommy to Daddy, I get so excited I only make it a few steps before I fall down laughing. But if you ignore me and watch me walk from one place to the next, I can walk at least 5 feet by myself without falling down. The other day, Mommy was in the bathroom and saw me walk from the changing table to the bed. She said, "I SAW that walking boy!" And I started laughing and did it over and over again, back and forth, back and forth. I'm pretty proud of myself for learning how to do it. My only problem is that I want to run and my feet can't keep up with me so I fall down. I'll get it though!

I had fun in New York. I liked standing in the snow and I liked being out in the cold but I got very mad when I fell down face first in the snow. I was very good on the flights home, but wasn't very nice on the way up there. Well, that's what Mommy said. I say, all I wanted to do was push the light button on and off for the entire 2 hour flight (we took two 2 hour flights to get there) and it's not MY fault that I'm not tall enough to reach it by myself and needed Mommy to lift me up. Why couldn't she hold me up to it for 2 hours straight? Is that too much to ask? So, of course, I screamed bloody murder when she sat me back down in her lap. That's understandable, isn't it?