Nate may not be walking yet–and most moms agree that’s a blessing. Although, as evidenced by this picture, he’s having no trouble getting into big messes…even on his knees and elbows.
BUT he is making other progress. He clearly says mama, dada, and dog. He likes to put lids on anything that has a lid. He can’t get enough of the slide: watching things go down it, sliding things up it. Kills hours.
He’s still a smiley boy, but he’s not happy about the molars erupting in his tender mouth. He had several friends come over this week to hand out with him while I drove down to get my IV drips of drugs. He even visited Aunt Katie and Uncle Fred at their house!
Still the adaptable boy we fell in love thirteen months (and a few days) ago.
