Category Archives: K

Crawling

When You Started Crawling

K, when you started crawling…

I was in the other room.

Mom was gone to work.

And I was getting coffee, and putting my shoes on in the kitchen.

H was playing on the iPad and said she was tired of you hitting and swiping at her screen.

I told her to move to the other side of our bedroom so you couldn’t get her.

She moved about 10 feet away, but when I came back, you were beside her again.

I about gasped.

So I moved you away from us, and got down in the floor with my camera.

And sure enough, you can crawl!

I may have been out of the room the first time you crawled.

But the second time you crawled, I got it on video.

I love you.

–Dad

allergies

Allergies Are So Weird, You Don’t Even Know

Allergies are so weird.

No really K, what are you allergic to?

H has peanuts. You have corn, and rice, but what else?

See, this last weekend was a puzzle.

We gave you waffles for breakfast for the first time.

Wheat, milk, eggs, butter, I can’t think of a lot else in waffles.

Can you?

We thought you were fine.

You got sick anyway though.

You threw-up all in your car-seat while we were out running Saturday errands.

H did the same after eating peanuts a few years ago.

Allergies are so weird.

And they do nothing but make a parent worry.

I love you.

–Dad

Learning Everything

Learning Everything

Everyone is apparently learning everything this week.

This is all so fast.

Everyone is growing up.

Stop it now.

Yesterday H, you decided you wanted a shower for the first time ever.

You took one with mom, and I even got a video of you with a towel on your head when you got out.

You were so excited.

And K, you pulled up on me for the first time yesterday.

I was laying with you on the floor when you reached out, grabbed my shirt, and pulled yourself to your feet.

You held it for about five seconds before you lost your grip and fell backwards.

Don’t worry, I caught you.

Girl, you’re gonna walk before you crawl.

I laid in bed this morning, my arms around both of you.

I love you.

–Dad