Andy and I were just talking about how we couldn't believe little Zach wasn't walking yet. Was he just lazy? He has been cruising very well for weeks...months really.
Today was the day. Andy picked up the kids from Daycare and when he walked in he saw little Zach walking around his room. His teacher had suggested not telling me about it until Zach did it for me, but Andy didn't like that idea. I got home late and one of the first things Andy told was me that Zach had something to show me. We tried to get him to walk for me, but he wasn't having it. Everytime we would stand him up, he'd plop on his little bottom, crawl to me and laugh. Eventually he did walk for me, though not as much as he was earlier. I cried and I am usually not such a crybaby. It was a very bittersweet moment for me, not only because I missed his first steps, but we have been waiting on this moment for so long and it was over in a blink of the eye. He also chose my grandfather's birthday to take the first steps of his life. Since our birthday's were so close, we always celebrated together. Since so many years I celebrated my birthday on his I feel like it is half mine. It's still a very special day even though we lost him over 8 years ago. Coincidence? :)
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