Katie can walk!!!
Due to her bout of pneumonia, I stayed home from work with her today. The day started off rough, since her double doses of antibiotics had her vomiting, Exorcist style, through most of the night. She was feeling better, so I let her play in the living room while I tackled the mess that had accumulated in my living room (and the rest of my house).
I was standing behind the couch, returning a pile of blocks to their proper home, when I heard Miss Katie’s squeals of delight. I looked up just in time to see her let go of her trusty friend, the coffee table, and take off on her own.
She’s been making attempts a lot lately, and Jason and I always count to see how far she goes, but we never get far. She just hadn’t been able to plant that second step.
But plant it she did this time.
I started the count silently in my head, “One, two, THREE, FOUR…” I stopped breathing as she continued across the room.
Imagine my surprise when I counted to 15 before she made a crash landing just before she reached the dining room!
I had to know what she had been after, so I went the other way around the house to check it out. There, hunched down under the dining room table, was our cat, Rocky, looking like he had just had the fright of his life.
Apparently, the fact that she can now chase him on just two feet was quite alarming.
All this time, Jason and I have been waging a silent battle, each hoping to be the one she was heading for the first time she took those magical steps.
I should have guessed that it wouldn’t be mommy or daddy. Only the cat and dog can get her that excited!
I spent the rest of the day standing her up and trying to get her to walk to me. Sometimes she did, and sometimes she didn’t.
I’m just so glad she picked a day I was home. I would be completely broken-hearted if she had taken her first steps at the baby sitter’s house. I’ve been so afraid that would happen!