Last month Grant decided he wanted to start walking. He had some great attempts during the day, but always looked like a drunken sailor as he wobbled across the floor.
One night while getting ready for bed, he took off in his official white trash uniform. For some reason, it really helped him as he was able to move so freely and unencumbered.
Only to add to his success was the assistance of a one-handed pink stroller push.
These photos are going to come in real handy in the future, right about the time he starts thinking he's too cool for mom!
So without further adieu, here is: Naked Baby Walking.
One night while getting ready for bed, he took off in his official white trash uniform. For some reason, it really helped him as he was able to move so freely and unencumbered.
Only to add to his success was the assistance of a one-handed pink stroller push.
These photos are going to come in real handy in the future, right about the time he starts thinking he's too cool for mom!
So without further adieu, here is: Naked Baby Walking.
2 comments:
i had to catch up on your blog - so funny! I really miss you and your fabulous sense of humor. Absolutely loved your post about the progression (or digression) or your wardrobe - i'm so relieved to know that I'm not alone! your kids are adorable by the way :)
I have the same feelings about clothes somedays, if only I could sport Grant's look :)
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