A date which shall live in infamy.

On September 12, 2012, at roughly 8:30 p.m., this happened.

My baby, y’all.  My baby walked.  He walked a lot.  His longest streak was around 10 steps.  He even turned himself around and walked in the opposite direction.

This is terrifying. I don’t think I’m ready for this.  I thought I had more time.  Cole didn’t walk until he was a few days shy of 13 months.  Cannon’s first birthday is on Sunday.  And I have in no way been encouraging him to walk.  If he pulls up on something I usually push him back down.  Crawling is good!  Crawling is fun!  Don’t we love to crawl!

Didn’t work.  Obviously.

I just want my baby to be a baby a little while longer.  I’m already having to deal with him turning 1 on Sunday and his first birthday party on Saturday.  And now I have to come to terms with him starting to walk.  It’s just too much.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go cry into my cup of coffee.


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