Well Jack started walking this week. It is not just one or two steps - its like 10 cruising steps across the kitchen. He still looks so funny being alittle guy and all. I think it has opened up his world. He seems sillier... more proud. It is Friday and we have been completely trapped inside listening to the rain. It is not even suitable weather for Abbey to get a walk.
It is the kind of day I give Jack goldfish to eat off the floor. Still - it is fun to watch what keeps him busy. While folding laundry - I gave him a lonely baby sock that somehow found it's way in to the load. This little sock became many things... He rubbed the micro-suede chair with it for awhile - fascinated by the pattern it left behind. Then he stuck it in and pulled it out of his shape sorter, he carried it around for awhile as he did some other things, next he found the toaster in a cabinet and stuck the sock in there a couple times (not plugged in of course) and then he rubbed it on his head for about 5 minutes straight. One little old blue sock.
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