Welp, Paul walked today. First at school, then at home, then again and again. We’d seen one or two unsteady steps and then toppling into the target, but this was four steps, five, plus lots of standing steady in place. Then as we were signing off a call with Granddad and Susu, he flaps his little hand at the camera and distinctly says, “Ba Ba!” So we’re going to call it his first word, too. (Bryan’s got his version and a video on his blog.)

Big day, the 27th of July! If he’d come on time, he’d be just about a year old.



I’ll know the kids have reached a developmental milestone the day they don’t stuff every morsel of fruit into their mouths before even considering a bite of something else on their plates. I swear Paul just inhaled tonight and disappeared a whole pile of peaches.

Happy Birthcake

I already hear her beginning to listen closely and correct herself, so before it’s gone forever, let me note for the record that Annie says (and sings) “Happy Birthcake” instead of Happy Birthday. She’s focused on what matters most.

Annie and I enjoy some of Uncle Mike's birthcake at the Drehers'.
Annie and I enjoy some of Uncle Mike’s birthcake at the Drehers’.