Sol started walking last night on his own. He first walked from me to his dad – who was about 6 feet away, then he spun around and walked back to me.
Today was almost like a holiday. He walked all over the place with a huge silly grin on his face. It gave me a break – I was actually able to just sit on the couch while he entertained himself. He didn’t "beg" me to play with him or anything. I also took him for a walk around some of the cul-de-sacs in our neighborhood. He had a lot of fun. Walking makes him so happy lol.
Well… it was a good day. His dad just woke him up cuz he coughed…. I guess in Trask’s defense, Sol was throwing up this morning and he wanted to make sure he was ok.
My sweet little cautious son tried to get out on his own today. He’s been dragging me everywhere cuz he refuses to walk without holding my hand. It can be very tiring – I have no idea where he stores all this energy. He is happy to walk in circles for hours. Or up and down one step. Over and over and over and over again.
So today, I get him out of the car and set him down next to me so I could get out the diaper bag etc. He usually grabs hold of my leg and waits. Not today. Today he decided to walk away from me. About 5 steps all by himself. Until he fell down.
Sol experienced his first big boo-boo this past weekend. We (Grandma Bobi, Sol, and I) were playing in Grandma’s pool. I should explain the pool a bit: It has a very shallow section they had built in just for Sol – they had the pool put in shortly after they found out I was pregnant, so built it with the baby in mind. Anyway, he had been having lots of fun climbing out and then climbing back in. Over and over. He had just climbed out (he was also playing with Grandma), got a little too carried away, and tried to fast crawl. Unfortunately, he was right on the edge of the pool. I managed to catch him and break his fall, but he still skinned up his forehead and nose.