Just when I’d convinced myself the whole “cat” phenomenon was all in my head, Callum floored me with another big moment. When I approached his day care today I peeked in the front window. (I love doing this to see what he’s doing before he sees me. Yes, I’m spying on my kid already.)
But I was spotted, and one of the day care ladies immediately shouted “let’s show your mommy” (in Spanish). Then she set him on his feet, and he proceeded to take about three steps toward me. Then, of course, he promptly fell down. I was practically in tears and kept saying “Wow.” Meanwhile, Callum couldn’t figure out what the big deal was.
So, it’s happened. Our boy has begun his life as a walker. We couldn’t get him to do much more than one step at home (perhaps because we have hardwood floors, whereas the day care has carpeting). But sooner or later he’s going to figure out he’s likelier to catch the cat if he’s on two feet.
BTW, no more evidence that verbal language is in the works. Stops and starts, I guess.
