I prayed that Houston wouldn't start walking till we arrived for Thanksgiving and lucky for me my prayers were answered. My first night there we practiced and within minutes of Michael arriving home Houston took his first steps. This is his second attempt. Pretty rockin, eh? We are so excited for him.
Although, by the time we left I was hoping that this whole growing up process would slow down just a bit. We bought him some 12 month jammies for Christmas and when we tried them on him, we could barely zip them up. I am not ready for him to start walking, running and getting ready for school. I want him to take his time growing up so we can enjoy every precious moment.
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