I did it–I took my first steps! After much encouragement from Daddy, Mommy, and Mac I finally put these little feet of mine to work. Of course, I never walked too far in one stretch. My family made such a fuss about the milestone that every few steps I would have to stop, with a proud little smile on my face, and make sure all eyes were on me. (They were.)
Virginia and I recently started swimming lessons. Arriving poolside by 7:30 am makes for an early morning, but it is worth it. I get a proud little smile on my face as Coach John teaches me to kick and tread. Meanwhile, my water loving little sister goes totally zen as she floats around the pool sucking her thumb. We can’t wait to show off our skills this summer!
I’m one and and my little legs are finally long enough to swing over things. Mac better watch out–I’m about to take off with his “lawn mower”!
I hope you all enjoyed reading about Virginia’s first birthday!
Before it melts away I wanted to tell you about my snow day. It was really more of a rain day, but around 8:00 pm last night I finally spotted some flakes. Daddy took me outside and helped me craft the world’s greatest snowball. The wintery mix may have been short-lived, but I loved spending a day at home with my parents while they worked from home. Turns out there isn’t much a surgeon can do from the house!
Well, it was one of those days. Sometimes you just have to sit in the kitchen floor and whine your little heart out.
This sweet video really needs no commentary. Hope you all have a nice weekend. Bye-bye!
Mommy and Daddy recently took Mac and me shoe shopping. When we arrived at the store a nice sales lady walked up and said “Hi Virginia! We’ve been expecting you!” (Her mother works at our daycare and gave a heads-up that I would be stopping by!) Poor Daddy, he hardly knew what to make of this preferential shopping treatment. Mommy on the other hand was quite proud. And I was quite the little shopper–smiling from ear to ear and hamming it up for everyone in the shop. That is until someone would try to take the little shoes and bows out of my hands. I did not like that one bit!
Over the holiday Mommy and Daddy treated Mac and me to our very first dinner at a hibachi steakhouse. I was so impressed with the food that I picked up a spoon with my own little hands and tried to feed myself. Mac, meanwhile, was more impressed with the chef’s knife skills and martial arts-inspired maneuvers.