Lost but not forgotten

So it's been a LONG stretch since I last posted. I have been pretty busy the last couple of months, but that's really not my excuse. More than anything, I feel like I've got nothing good to write.

Warning: I probably still don't.

For about the last week or so it's occurred to me how quickly Eoin is growing up. His first Birthday came and went and he still wasn't walking. It became kind of a running joke around here.

He was climbing up the walls (or trying to) and the furniture. He would walk a million times back and forth between me and Dave but wouldn't do it on his own. He's finally walking now, and it turns out that he's pretty good at it. It didn't take him any time to master it. He had about 3 days of what we called the "franken-baby" walk, and now there's just a little waddle to it.

We were just noticing tonight how he really looks more like a little boy than a baby. It's going too fast! He must have known I was talking about him, he just crawled up in my lap to "help" me type. I guess that means I'm done, and he is ready to play.

I have an assignment to finish anyhow. I have class tomorrow night.