My little man is finally walking. I'm convinced he's been able too for the past two months; he just didn't know it. I was able to snap a picture that completely captures how proud he is that he is walking. His smile and laugh light up the entire room.
Grace has been begging to go to the park, but between being sick and the rain, we haven't had a chance to yet this Spring. Today the sun came out and it was too beautiful not to go to the park. So I packed us a picnic lunch, and we headed out. The kids both had a blast playing, although Grace walked around half the time with her hand on her head because she was afraid bugs were going to get in her hair. Silly girl.
And for those of you who noticed or even care, I did miss a weekly post a few weeks back. I didn't forget about it, but at the end of the day, once the kids were in bed, I had no energy to do much of anything. We are nearing the end (hopefully) of long season of sickness; three weeks in fact, but whose counting? Sure makes one long for heaven where there will be no more sickness. But enough babbling, here is the promised picture: