One small step for Alec, one big step for his Mom

I knew it was coming and then it happened. Alec walked today. Beginning last week, he started taking steps - one or two at a time. Then he started cruising (mostly in a circle around me) holding onto very little (just a handful of my hair, for example). Then today in music class he took one look at the 19-year-old blonde nanny of the triplets in the class (yes triplets!) and went for her. He also had an instrument in his hand at the time. Five steps later, he landed softly on his bottom.

This is just one of several recent changes I've witnessed as he morphs into toddlerhood. I feel so much excitement and anticipation about these changes but also feel a little sad that the baby I know and love so much is no longer going to be with me. This afternoon, packing up his beloved Gymini (i.e. the mat over which toys hang from arches to please a pre-ambulatory baby), I cried a little.

P.S. - I have been tirelessly searching for organic goat's yogurt and cheese for days. Last week, I brought my Mom into the wild goose (or goat) chase by asking her to hunt down the same for Alec to have during our vacation. Today, she informed me that she had secured a supply within hours of my request. "There's a place just down the road," she informed me, "selection is best on Thursdays and Fridays." Go figure.