Yeah, I'm not talking about me there. So far, I'm still taking giant leaps. As in, I feel like a normal person again. Normal is awesome!!!!
No, I'm talking about this little happy pants:
This is how absolutely thrilled he was at last night's fishing trip. There was goose poop ALL. OVER. THE. GROUND. So, he was stuck up there.
Today, however, he was all over the place. Mostly, throwing fits and tantrums. So, he and I hung out in the foyer during quite a bit of church. Which is when he decided to take (get ready, get ready, drum roll, please...) HIS FIRST STEPS!
A part of me is a little bit sad, but what kind of mom would I be if it wasn't a Joyful Moment to see my baby take his first steps? Two of them to be exact. I was the only one there, so I tried to get him to reproduce it for HH tonight, but no dice.
Ah, well, I have a feeling he'll take some more one of these days. And then HH will get to witness the sweetness of it.
Wishing you all Joyful Moments full of sweetness!