On Wednesday, Zeke started pointing. It's so cute to see that little finger pointing away. We'll cover the etiquette of pointing at a later date.
Yesterday, Zeke figured out how to make cars go down the ramp of the Fisher Price garage.
Zeke has become our new bottomless pit. I don't know where such a slim baby puts a cup of casserole, 8 saltine crackers, and a pear.
On October 30th, Zeke took his first real steps. I stood him up and faced him toward the door that Jeremy was fixing to open. Zeke loooooves to see his daddy at the end of the day. He took three toddly little steps towards Jeremy, stopped, took one more, and then sat down.
I do not anticipate full-blown walking anytime soon, but his little toddles are adorable.
1 comment:
Talk about taking steps - the Swindlehursts are one more step closer to being true Southerners - I noticed the "fixing to open" the door adage. They don't say that in California. Welcome to the club.
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