1:00 ish p.m. Jeff was home for lunch. The baby took his first steps toward his daddy. He is fast. When he really gets going he walks sideways like a crab. He claps for himself and he is proud. I cried. I bawled when Greta took her first steps too. It's bittersweet. I am so proud but I also feel a little loss. When they take those first steps they are gaining a lifetime of independence and they are no longer babies. Fieldin, all three of us are so proud of you. We love you pudger.
Tonight I get to watch Fieldin walk around and wave and shout "bye" to Greta as she passes. What a wonderful thing to see while I wash dishes. Thanks to a good find by Jeff I am washing while listening to "A Christmas Carol", narrated by Orson Welles from his radio show broadcast. It is amazing. Those days of radio broadcasts cannot be beat. After this I am going to listen to Bing Crosby's WWII radio broadcasts and listen to one of my favorite songs, Snoqualimie Jo Jo.
Happy night everyone and Congratulations my sweet boy.