Yesterday not only did Owen discover the joy that is opening cupboards, climbing inside, and setting up housekeeping:
But he also happened to do this thing called W.A.L.K.I.N.G. Three whole steps. Now, I don't see him giving up his crawling anytime soon, and I think the walking was actually an accident--he was squatting, rose to standing, and then I think he miscalculated how far away I was sitting from him. He reached and then did these three lunge-y steps until happily falling into my lap. And I watched him in shock, thinking, "I am not seeing this!" That little stinker of a nine month old! ;o)
And then there was a first that I wasn't exactly pleased about. Have you any idea what this is?
If you guessed "Isabella's cheat sheet for her spelling test" you win the prize. :oP I was giving her a test today and noticed her looking down after the first and second word. I thought it looked suspicious, but seriously where would she ever get the idea of a cheat sheet?! I asked her what she was looking at and guiltily she showed me. *jaw drop* Just goes to show how inherently sinful they are, huh? We had a little talk about how cheat sheets are a big no-no. As Josh put it though, "What kind of first grader comes up with a cheat sheet?" In my head I quite saucily answered, "YOUR daughter. " Some things are just better said in my head though, you know? ;o)