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walking

"don't worry, mommy, as long as you
keep moving i won't use this stick."
the weekend started a little early at our house - unfortunately john's antibiotics kicked his little intestines into gear and the daycare couldn't keep up (can't blame them) so they sent him home thursday afternoon and said "don't come back 'til monday!"

so friday morning i did some work from home, then it was time to play. and one of the first things john and i did was take his first-ever walk. of course, he's been pushed in a stroller for walks before, but this time it was just john and me, hand-in-hand, walking through our neighborhood.

some highlights:
  • seeing the ups man delivering a package ("truck! mommy! big truck!")
  • seeing the mailman delivering the mail
  • finding a big stick to carry ("stick! mommy! stick!")
  • hearing an airplaine ("airplane?") then seeing it and discovering it was actually a helicopter (i cannot possibly transcribe john's pronunciation of helicopter but trust me when i say it's one of the most adorable things you'll ever hear.)
  • waving to all of the neighbors who drove by (complete with a "hi! hi. HI!")
  • looking at one neighbor's tree swing ("wheeee!")
  • seeing a cat, then acting like cats and meowing our way back to the house
it was so much fun, we decided to do it again with daddy on saturday. and thankfully, daddy brought his camera. so there you have it - the story of a weekend walk.
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