52 Project. Week 12. The way he stretches his little toes just kills me.
You took your first step 2 days ago. It was early on Saturday morning. Dad had gotten up with you, letting me sleep in for a bit. I guess you kept running your little walker into the bedroom door to wake me up (haha!). Your Dad finally opened it for you. I rolled over, gave you a big smile, and reached my hands out for you. And then you grinned at me and took your very first step. Your Dad and I looked at each other and said, "FIRST STEP!" We were so proud, buddy. I've been afraid I would miss your first big step. I kept thinking I'd be at work when you decided to do it. But instead, I was the one you walked to. It was so special and a moment I will never ever forget.