Coopie is 13 1/2 months old, and he doesn't walk. He climbs on EVERYTHING, talks (about 10 or so words), crawls at warp speed, stands all by himself, climbs up and down the stairs all by himself, feeds himself, opens the house doors, turns on the shower ...you get the idea. He's just a stubborn boy! We stand him up and he just sits down. We hold his fingers, and usually he'll walk, but as soon as he doesn't feel like it, he sits down. And it's kinda frustrating. He does just about everything BUT walk!!
...until yesterday!!
He took his first independent steps yesterday! 4 in a row!! From me to Grandma Snowman!! We didn't have the camera ready to get any pictures of the momentous occasion (because who does?), so we tried to just get some of him with the tripod today (on the continuous shooting/al servo), but he was so distracted by the camera shooting (and flashing-cause we had to have a faster shutter) all by itself, that he wouldn't walk. I was kinda bummed that we weren't going to get our shots of him walking all by himself between Matt and I like I had planned, but when I saw them I thought they were hilarious! They make me laugh out loud every time I look at 'em.
I keep telling him he's late. Everyone tells me "he'll walk when he's dang good 'n' ready!!" He would only ever roll over (at first) when I wasn't in the room, and his Auntie Sarah said "you know he gets up and walks around the house when you're not looking." I've been kinda worried about him and his walking and thinking-what if he never walks, but 13 1/2 months is ok, right?
In other news...
I hit a mailbox in the Hahoe today-knocked it right off its post. I looked in the rearview and all I saw was a broken post sticking out of the sidwalk and the mailbox lying on the ground. I backed up and pulled into the people's driveway, picked up the mailbox-laughing the whole time. I rang the doorbell. The guy answered and probably knew immediately what happened when he saw me standing there holding his mailbox. I explained what happened and that I thought I knew him. He asked my name and where we lived. I told him. He invited me in. They are an older couple. His wife was making bread in the kitchen. They said people hit their mailbox all the time. I was fighting back laughter the whole time, (letting it leak out at any mildly funny remark they made) because who does that?? Who hits a mailbox?? So then I pick Chloe up from school a couple of minutes late. It was just her and one other girl standing outside, and she says "Mom what took you so long?" I told her I'd tell her in a minute. As soon as I opened my door, Porter must've already told her, 'cause she says "YOU HIT A MAILBOX????" As you can imagine, Matt hasn't let up on me either. I guess it's payback for my relentless teasing when he broke the mirror backing out of the garage. I think that was way worse than hitting a mailbox though, right?? As for the Hahoe, she's a tank. Just a small dent above the headlight and a little crack in the top of the headlight. Not too bad.
