In the midst of it all---the chaos, the fun, the tantrums---I've blinked and my baby has evolved into a toddler. Literally, a toddler. As in one who toddles around. She took her first steps a week after her 13 month birthday and has been teasing us with a few steps here and there for weeks now.
Finally, this past weekend, girlfriend really stepped up her walking game. She's got this sort of zombie gait {think MJ in Thriller} that gives off the vibe she's been swigging from Mommy's sippy, if ya' know what I mean. Relax, I do not give my kid booze...unless you count the Jack Daniels I rub on her gums at night to numb the pain. I kid. I kid. Though I can't guarantee my in-laws haven't tried it.
And, because I suck and haven't uploaded any videos yet, I'll just have to leave you with a picture of my big girl. The only thing cuter than a new-to-walking toddler....one in Crocs and a jean jacket. I die.
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